Milligan's version of Wuthering Heights is not a great story retold. Essentially it is the same trick played over and over again to grotesque, silly extremes. It is parody so ridiculous it buries the original text completely, although there are moments when the laughs are caused by clever comparison with Bronte's weathered, romantic tale. Milligan, the master of nonsense and slapstick, here shows his deep crudity and fearless lack of concern for political correctness. He treads a fine line here between funny and simply offensive.
The main joke is this - Heathcliff, that famous darkly romantic, Moor-swept hero - is here a Pakistani man with ambitions of opening a corner shop in Leeds, a serious curry addiction and a serious piles problem. Cathy is a tearaway brat with steamy knickers and a dangerous, deadly obsession with Heathcliff's not-so-secret twelve inches. For a reader who does see the potential for parody in the often very serious and too self-aware romances of writers like the Brontes, that inversion, taken lightly, tickles a funny bone. In scenes in which Milligan directly quotes and twists the original (Heathcliff's opening description, Cathy's wild ramblings on the Moor) it's familiarity does make for amusing reading. Whether from embarassment, shock or genuine humour, this version of Wuthering Heights has plenty of laugh out loud moments.
The majority of these come from Milligan's delighted use of double meanings. He loves to take a seemingly innocuous sentence and turn it on its head in the next. Often it takes the form of sexual inuendo or incredibly silly slapstick moments, and sometimes Milligan takes it to another level (Cathy pouring water down her knickers) to create a vision of pure silliness that stays with you and evokes the occasional after-giggle hours later. There is no doubt, Milligan is a master of his art, and if you share his sense of humour, his Wuthering Heights will tease a fair few chuckles, chortles and the occasional full blown laugh out, but compared with the sublime insanity of some of his other work (his glorious poetry and Puckoon) it's fairly throw-away. 5