The picture of Dorian Grey

The book is about a young, socially attractive Dorian in nineteenth-century, who was living in London and was painted in a portrait.

“He seriously prays for the painting, and not himself, to bear the burden of age and sin”.

The years advance, and his soul becomes black, and it becomes apparent that his wish came true․ It will, in the end, destroy him: in lashing out and trying to destroy the truth that stares back at him from his portrait, much as he had destroyed the artist who held up a mirror to his corrupt self, Dorian Gray destroys himself. In the last analysis, as he and his portrait do not exist separately from each other, he must live with himself – and with his conscience – or must die in his vain attempt to close his eyes to who he has really become.

I can remember when I was watching the Screening of that book and it was very weird so don’t bother with that movie, instead throw yourself into Wilde’s mesmerizing original.