WOW.
This is definitely entering my top ten favourite books. The writing was exquisite and I marvelled at Mr Wilde’s ability to carry an entire story with practically 90% dialogue. It was adequately atmospheric, plot was SOLID AF, characters were interesting, and it was filled with musings that I had to stop many times to think about.
There were three main people the story focussed on to me and they all couldn’t be more different. I found that I really liked Lord Henry as he was the quintessential “bad influence” who filled Dorian with thoughts that had him questioning everything and then trying out everything.
I loved that for all of the Painter’s quivering demeanour, he was self-aware enough (albeit too late) to know that his fixation on D’s physical appearance was quite damaging.
I really enjoyed how it discussed vanity, destructive self-indulgence, hedonism, youth, and pointlessness of everything.
Sometimes, your good intentions are not genuine and are just a figment of your curiosity.