🎩 An enthralling tale that will be with us forever. However I think few are familiar with the entire storyline because it is so full, so layered, so complex, if you’ve only experienced a movie or stage version, they can only render some of the story’s threads, whereas the novel in its entirety is a much better feast for the soul and the imagination.
This abridged edition captures the heart of it. Nothing critical is lost. The ugly murder of Nancy, one of the darkest strokes in Victorian literature; the double hangings of Bill Sykes and Fagin (no clownish, jolly, Ron Moody musical version of Fagin here); the rescue and restoration of Oliver’s fortunes; the kindness and iron strength for justice of Mr. Brownlow (much more ought to be made of him in Dickensian studies); a fully rounded denouement.
Immaculately read by John Wells and heartily recommended (a rather Dickensian way of putting it).
Nevertheless this: the wicked, scheming Fagin is rarely called by his surname, but by the appellation the Jew, the Jew, the Jew, over and over again ad nauseum. It became irritating. How had I not noticed this in previous readings over the years? I did some research. Dickens received such pushback for using this expression he rewrote his manuscript, or portions of it, substituting “the old man” for the nefarious label. Obviously some editions retain the content of the original publication. By and large it is considered evidence of an anti-Semitic streak in Dickens (the character Shylock providing the same evidence for a similar streak in Shakespeare).
It made me angry. I thought: so then why not call Bill Sykes the Christian if you’re going to do that? Dickens, you write the Jew did this, the Jew did that - why not spread this style across the board and write - the Christian struck Nancy with his club, killing her; the Christian growled and spat and thundered for more ale, his eyes crackling like sheet lightning; the Christian snarled and blasphemed and shook his fist at the mob gathered to capture him for Nancy’s murder, lost his balance on the rooftop, and fell, the rope in his hand slipping around his neck, fatally snapping his body up short.
🎩 Despite this, the overall story of Oliver Twist is an important and essential addition to both English and world literature and is recommended, though that caveat of the prejudicial appellation ought to be kept in mind.