September 29, 2024 - 1:00pm

It is a revelation to me that the rigid consensus around the “race” and ethnic origins of Heathcliff, the Byronic protagonist of Emily Bronte’s legendary Yorkshire Gothic tale, Wuthering Heights, was that he was definitely a “person of colour” — meaning someone of non-European descent, most likely black Sub-Saharan African.

Whenever I’ve read the novel, first at school, and multiple times since, my interpretation has been that Heathcliff was something closer to Romani gypsy origin, and thus would’ve looked more like a saturnine Mediterranean than a Sub-Saharan African or a “half-caste”, to use the arcane 19th century term.

The backlash to the casting of Australian actor Jacob Elordi as Heathcliff in Emerald Fennell’s upcoming adaptation from critics on social media demonstrates how firm this consensus is. Volleys of “she obviously hasn’t read the book” and “the story is being whitewashed” have been launched toward Fennell. In the background is clearly the issue of representation of “ethnic minorities” in classical literature. This is why period dramas now are increasingly cast to make the England of the past look like the multiethnic England of present. While understandable, there is a tendency for this to spill over into absolutist claims which ironically become rather racially essentialist — like “Heathcliff is black”.

Despite describing him as having dark skin, dark eyes and dark hair, Bronte leaves Heathcliff’s precise racial and ethnic background rather vague and ambiguous. There is speculation that he might be “a little Lascar, or American or Spanish castaway”. However, it is never stated plainly where he is from, other than that he was a foundling discovered in Liverpool by Mr. Earnshaw, who raised him. Indeed, the enigmatic origins are precisely part of the point of Heathcliff as a character. It enhances his mystique as a wild and exotic Byronic hero, a tortured soul who is “mad, bad and dangerous to know”.

This means, naturally, there is a scope of interpretation for Heathcliff’s “identity”. The theory that he is black or a “person of colour” stems from the fact that throughout the 18th century Liverpool was among the biggest slave trading ports within the British empire. So, Heathcliff might have been the product of an illicit interracial dalliance — possibly involving Mr. Earnshaw himself — and then thrown out onto the streets. Thus, the hostility and exclusion he endures is basically racism.

It’s plausible. But if he was canonically black then I suspect his enemies, given the era, would’ve gleefully stressed his “negro” origins.

It’s not outrageous that Jacob Elordi (who has Basque ancestry on his father’s side) would be cast as Heathcliff. Neither was it wrong for the 2011 adaptation to have a mixed-race Heathcliff, because it leans into the ambiguity and fits in with contemporary understanding of difference — it still exemplified the “otherness” of the character. Shakespeare’s works have been “race blended” like this many times, and few blink an eye because what is important is not the precise race of the actor, but the role they fulfil.

As a “person of colour”, it doesn’t offend me that Emily Bronte probably had in mind someone who looked more like Russell Brand or Colin Farrell than myself when imagining Heathcliff. I don’t feel “excluded”, because I feel connected to these characters irrespective of race or phenotype.

Regrettably, our culture labours under the condescending misapprehension that in order for ethnic minorities to connect with the classics of the English canon, they necessarily have to see themselves represented in the story by people who “look like them”. This treats literature not as a humanist enterprise — where we enter into a universal conversation through characters that are very much not “like us” — but more a form of ancestor worship. It is a regrettable development in modern culture, and one that should be resisted.


Ralph Leonard is a British-Nigerian writer on international politics, religion, culture and humanism.

buffsoldier_96