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Our Mutual Friend
by Charles Dickens
Lovely, lovely, lovely! I loved this book from beginning to end and read it faster than I thought I could.
I prefer Charles Dickens' longer books, those that are crammed with multiple characters, plots, subplots and settings, because it is like delving into a parallel but very real world that I can lose myself in completely. This one had memorable characters en core (Mr Eugene Wrayburn, I love you!), lots of subplots and incidents, and a mystery at its core. And, no boring, angelic, insipid heroines in this one. The candidate for that title, Lizzie Hexam, is actually quite cool and active, though sweet and kind.
I feel like hugging this book. It's more than 800 pages long, but it never lost my interest. On the contrary, Dickens kept throwing cliffhangers at me and indulged me with wonderful dialogues (Mr Eugene Wrayburn, I love you!), and dark, gloomy settings by the river. He invited me to dinner with the snobby London upperclass (henceforth known as Podsnappery), and into the dangerous, twisted mind of a creepy schoolmaster. And kudos to Dickens for portraying a good, sweet, kind and caring Jew and showing the hardships of a hardworking, kind, intelligent girl with crooked legs and a twisted back.
This is Dickens at his finest, and a must-read if you like Dickensian stories.
I prefer Charles Dickens' longer books, those that are crammed with multiple characters, plots, subplots and settings, because it is like delving into a parallel but very real world that I can lose myself in completely. This one had memorable characters en core (Mr Eugene Wrayburn, I love you!), lots of subplots and incidents, and a mystery at its core. And, no boring, angelic, insipid heroines in this one. The candidate for that title, Lizzie Hexam, is actually quite cool and active, though sweet and kind.
I feel like hugging this book. It's more than 800 pages long, but it never lost my interest. On the contrary, Dickens kept throwing cliffhangers at me and indulged me with wonderful dialogues (Mr Eugene Wrayburn, I love you!), and dark, gloomy settings by the river. He invited me to dinner with the snobby London upperclass (henceforth known as Podsnappery), and into the dangerous, twisted mind of a creepy schoolmaster. And kudos to Dickens for portraying a good, sweet, kind and caring Jew and showing the hardships of a hardworking, kind, intelligent girl with crooked legs and a twisted back.
This is Dickens at his finest, and a must-read if you like Dickensian stories.