A review by alittlehaze
The Picture of Dorian Gray, by Oscar Wilde

2.0

"When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance."

I thought I liked this book.
Then I was somehow roped into reviewing an essay about it at 4am in the morning...
And somehow hatred grew...
Blame Gillespie or blame Gabby... Either way no matter how hedonistically you may act in these pages dearest Dorian, no matter how much you may try to buck the Victorian Societal norms I now find you tedious and am in my own right rebelling against the positive regard in which this book is usually held and creating my own postmodern viewpoint that this is simply dull dull dull!

Two stars