My daughter, Ms 20 came up with a great idea. She is going to be studying The Picture of Dorian Gray next semester at university (she is studying Classics & Literature), and she thought we could read it together.
Not the easiest thing to achieve, particularly as I had requested a copy via the library to be moved from one branch to another closer to home. She already had a copy at home ready to read. So someone got ahead and read the whole book before I even got started.
I’ve spoken to a good friend recently and she read many classics as a younger woman. I didn’t though. The ones that I probably had greatest access to were at university when I was studying Ancient History. I still have my copies of Livy on my bookshelves. I’ve never read them cover to cover but one day I may well do.
Which leads me back to Oscar Wilde and his only novel.
A story of evil, debauchery and scandal, Oscar Wilde’s only novel tells of Dorian Gray, a beautiful yet corrupt man. When he wishes that a perfect portrait of himself would bear the signs of ageing in his place, the picture becomes his hideous secret, as it follows Dorian’s own downward spiral into cruelty and depravity.
I felt divided as I read this book as to whether I really liked it or not. I will say that I was impressed by some of the prose that Wilde uses. Dorian Gray is certainly a formidable character.
Perhaps my indecision also has something to do with the fact that I have not read much Gothic fiction. Maybe I will read more. I will say that I am glad that I have read this book though. It made for an interesting read. One that I couldn’t stomach in one sitting. I preferred to read in chunks. Once the plot reached a certain point, then I knew that I had to finish it quickly.