A review by beemini
Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens

4.0

This is not Bleak House, which was a masterpiece, or Great Expectations, which I also loved. Dickens was only 25 when he wrote this, which is astounding. It has many flaws--weak romance, inevitable gender roles, a weird medieval storytelling contest, and the sudden addition of half a dozen characters at a time--but it's still Dickens. It's still funny and stylish and tragic and heart-tugging. When I put a Dickens book down for the last time, I can never wait to pick the next one up.