|The Battle Of Life: Charles Dickens
||[Dec. 20th, 2018|08:51 am]
Well, well, well...|
I look at it through my pink spectacles and think, what a lovely, lovely story.
I look at it through my green spectacles and think, but I don't believe a word of it.
Rose-tinted spectacles: You're judging it by the standards of realism and it's a fable. Dickens is a fabulist.
Green-tinted spectacles: There's fable and there's deliberate untruth. Dickens is misrepresenting human nature.
Rose: What a cynic you are. It's Shakespearean. Think Cymbeline.
Green: Shakespearean, my arse! Think Little Nell with knobs on...
Enough of that....
It must be the least regarded of Dickens' major works. Eleanor Farjeon- in her introduction to the Christmas Books- dismisses it in a line. And yet it's not something Dickens tossed off in an idle hour; it's a carefully constructed work of art, with splendid set-pieces and a clutch of variously delightful comic characters. Perhaps the final reveal is a little hard to take...
And off we go again....