There is a two-minute section at the midpoint of'Wuthering Heights' that had me briefly convinced I was watching the greatest movie ever made. We watch as Margot Robbie's Cathy wears Elton John's sunglasses, paws at flesh-coloured walls, and skips and jumps around an eerily manicured garden straight out of Monty Don's erotic nightmares. Charli xcx wails on the soundtrack, swaddled in reverb and metallic strings.