Wuthering Heights: The House of the Damned review – pointless horror remake forgets to have fun
Part Dracula part Jeeves and Wooster, Brontë’s classic is reimagined with extra stranglings, slashings and pitchfork impalings but plays it straightWhere pornography once trod, horror has now become the genre that infiltrates and apes all others. With a host of out-of-copyright cartoon characters recently grave-robbed for not-so-fresh IP, now classic literature is apparently fair game for a gruesome glow-up, in…
Part Dracula part Jeeves and Wooster, Brontë’s classic is reimagined with extra stranglings, slashings and pitchfork impalings but plays it straightWhere pornography once trod, horror has now become the genre that infiltrates and apes all others. With a host of out-of-copyright cartoon characters recently grave-robbed for not-so-fresh IP, now classic literature is apparently fair game for a gruesome glow-up, in…
