But they both sanitise and alter the novels significantly. I mean, for obvious reasons, because of the Hays Code.
The 1939 Wuthering Heights turns it into a much more conventional love story (the novel never suggests the relationship between Cathy and her foster-brother is in any way a romantic one) and only adapts about half the novel, leaving out the second generation of characters entirely. Plus ‘Yorkshire’ looks like California, as that’s where the outdoor scenes were filmed.
And the 1940 Rebecca, again because of the Hays code, which stipulated that a film could not seem to condone or justify murder, had to change maybe the single most important plot point of the novel. (But the more recent adaptation with Armie Hammer and Lily James seemed to have been made by someone who’d misunderstood the novel entirely…)
The best adaptation I’ve seen of WH is certainly the Andrea Arnold 2011 one — she gets the grim, gritty flavour of the novel, how cold and wet and hungry and isolated and claustrophobic a world it is, but she also leaves out the second generation.
I’m not sure either novel is filmable! Rebecca relies so much on an unreliable narrator whose nemesis has been dead for years — the only versions of Rebecca we get are indirectly, from other people, either devoted or damning, and it would completely lessen the power of her ‘haunting’ if we put a face to her by having flashbacks…”
Read WH, OP. It’s a great novel. Just don’t decide it’s crap because it’s ’not romantic’. It’s definitely not romantic.