Re-read today, however, I read this novel on a urge.This is the first Wilde's novel i had read and did not know too much about him as an author apart from the fact he puts LGBTQ theories. The Picture of Dorian Gray was thoroughly beautiful and unexpected surprises (BOOM).
But then the reader, especially me, likes the introduction of Dorian Gray by Basil. He's almost domineering but somehow precocious and attractive (not much like Dorian Gray). Basil and his friend Lord Henry are influenced to see him more positively by that but the fact that Dorian is not sensible to allows us to see him for who he truely is. By Lord Henry's point of view, beauty and youth is worth more than genius, approaching this with which friend he prefers over the others.
‘You are an extraordinary fellow. You never say a moral thing, and you never do a wrong thing. Your cynicism is merely a pose.’
But sympathizing Basil, he was more sensitive than the others. As a reader, i observe and felt pity for him and cared immensely. Overall, Basil's death was unnescessary, not to blame the plot but his fictionalization was amazing by Wilde.
When it comes to the Devilish handsome, Dorian Gray was super attractive and immense persona. Self love leads Dorian when he founds the eternal youth by his own portrait which was painted by Basil and he found that he's immortal too who didn't aged for 18 years . In The Picture of Dorian Gray, the descriptions of the characters and the locations, which come together like gatherings, provokes the thought to the reader with its impression of a privileged, elite, social classes heritage London society of the late 19th century.
The imagery is well woven and great applause for around 120, since Wilde created his fictional character. Wilde clearly speaks about the negative aspects of narcissism and hedonism. It always remains the reader about Marlowe's Dr. Faustus. For me, The Picture of Dorian Gray joins a very core to love of books that I did enjoyed for me tremendously.
Lord Henry looked at him. Yes, he was certainly wonderfully handsome, with his finely curved scarlet lips, his frank blue eyes, his crisp gold hair. There was something in his face that made one trust him at once. All the candour of youth was there, as well as all youth’s passionate purity. One felt that he had kept himself unspotted from the world. No wonder Basil Hallward worshipped him.
