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Title: Oliver Twist
Series: ----------
Author: Charles Dickens
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Classic
Pages: 508
Format: Digital Edition
Series: ----------
Author: Charles Dickens
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: Classic
Pages: 508
Format: Digital Edition
Synopsis:
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Oliver Twist is
born in a work house to a single mother who immediately expires. He
grows up with other workhouse orphans and when he reaches the age of
8 or 9, is apprenticed out. The authority's at the workhouse try to
pawn him off onto a chimney cleaner, who has gone through several
apprentices. Oliver is scared of the man and begs the civil
magistrate to not make him go with him. This puts the workhouse
Authorities in a bad light and they hold a grudge against Oliver for
the rest of the book.
Eventually he is
apprenticed to a coffin maker and funeral director. He is liked by
the man and treated well, but the other apprentice and the wife both
turn against Oliver and make his life miserable. The older apprentice
makes some disparaging remarks about Oliver's mother and Oliver
attacks him. He is locked in a room and the workhouse Authorities
sent for. The wife and apprentice spin a tale about Oliver trying to
kill them and the coffin maker has no choice but to believe their
story. Oliver is locked up for a week. This decides him on running
away to London.
On his way to
London he meets up with a boy named Jack Dawkins, or the Artful
Dodger. Artful hooks Oliver up with food and shelter and introduces
to him to Fagin, a jew of apparent ill-repute. It becomes apparent to
Oliver that he has fallen in with thieves and during one caper is
mistaken for a thief himself. This puts him in the way of Mr.
Brownlow.
Mr Brownlow takes
pity on Oliver and takes him into his house. He begins to educate him
and bring him back to full health. Fagin, however, knows something
about Oliver and won't let him go. He sends his minions all over
London searching for him and eventually a bullish brute named Sikes
and his woman Nancy find Oliver. They kidnap him off the streets by
pretending he is a runaway. Fagin begins working on corrupting Oliver
so as to make him a common thief like his other kids.
Oliver is sent on a
job with Bill Sikes and another man to rob a house filled with silver
plate. Oliver intends to give the alarm once he is in the house but
is shot by the butler instead. Sikes grabs him and all 3 make their
getaway. Oliver is left to fend for himself in a ditch and returns to
the house next morning seeking aid. He is presumed dead by Sikes.
Oliver tells his
tale and Mrs Maylie and her adopted niece take pity on him. He has a
long recovery time and once better they contact Mr Brownlow.
Unfortunately, he has left for India and no one knows when he will be
back.
During all of this
Fagin has been in communication with a fellow named Monks and rages
against Sikes losing Oliver. Lots of drama ensues and Sikes ends up
killing his lover Nancy and goes on the run. Fagin and Monks are
confronted by Mr Brownlow and it turns out that Monks is Oliver's
older half-brother and that Oliver is supposed to inherit everything.
Oliver and Monks split the inheritance, Monks heads off to the new
world and Fagin and his crew are all chased down. Sikes ends up
hanging himself while attempting escape and Fagin is hung in Newgate,
the Old Bailey, where ever it is that criminals are hung.
Mrs Maylie's
adopted niece turns out to be Oliver's aunt and she marries Mrs
Maylie's only son. All the good people live happily ever after, the
bad are killed and the in-between either reform or become very bad
people and meet a just end.
My
Thoughts:
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This was a good Dickens book but by no means could I rank it as a
favorite. I certainly wouldn't recommend it as a starting place.
For whatever reason, the “serial”ness of this story really hit
me. In the books I've read so far I've not noticed that even though
they too were all written serially. I can't point to anything that
caused that notice but the more I read the more irritated (not really
the right word, but that's the best approximation I can think of
right now) I became. But really, that's about the only complaint I
have about the book.
Well, I have to admit I didn't understand why Bill Sikes was so
freaked out, and everybody else, by his murdering Nancy. Didn't
murder go on all the time? So why would the populace be in such an
uproar about it, especially for a whore? It would be nice to know
murder statistics for London at that time as say opposed to now. I
don't care enough to go do “research” though. * shivers *
Whenever Dickens uses a child as a main character, they tend to be
rather passive in the story. Everybody else around them is doing
everything and makes the story. Oliver was no Little Nell (from The
Old Curiosity Shop) but he was not kicking ass and taking names.
Pretty much he just recovered from being starved, shot, kidnapped,
being sick, etc. He was the center spoke about which the whole wheel
of the story revolved.
In his introduction Dickens states that he set out to show that the
criminal element were not the jolly swags portrayed in some stories.
He was afraid of evil being shown as wonderful and nifty and enticing
the young people into a life of sordid squalor and death. Huh, evil
being portrayed as good, sounds familiar doesn't it? Some things
really don't change. Dickens does a fantastic job of showing just how
vile the life of crime is. Between the cringing of Fagin to the
bombastically violent Sikes, you see that crime isn't being Robin
Hood and His Merry Band, not even close.
I also simply love Dickens' writing. You can tell he is being paid by
the word, as some of his sentences, when boiled down, say something
like “And the sun was shining” but he'll end up using several
comma separated thoughts with an semi-colon to string things along.
Normally that kind of padding bothers me and in other books I'll
excoriate the writer to within an inch of their life, but when it
comes to Dickens I'm not just ok with it, but I LIKE it. Weird, isn't
it?
Man, this review has gone on way longer than I thought. So, I really
enjoyed this book with a few caveats. Start somewhere else with
Dickens and work your way towards this.
★★★★☆
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