It’s a crisp afternoon in Haworth, West Yorkshire, and I’m drinking a pint of Emily Brontë beer in The Kings Arms. Other Brontës are on tap – Anne is a traditional ale, Charlotte an IPA, Branwell a porter – but the barman says Emily, an…
Margot Robbie in red latex, Kate Bush impersonators and a pint of Emily ale: my crash course in Brontëmania | Film
