3. 5 - Enjoyable but at the lower end in my rankings of Dickens books. I usually find I get attached to a number of characters in his books but I never got really caught up in any story line.

I found the end of Bella's story line very frustrating, I don't think I would have been nearly as forgiving as her.

Favourite characters - Sloppy, Jenny Wren, Mr Riah
Least Favourite character - Bradley Headstone
Favourite character's name - Sloppy ( )

Our Mutual Friend is a very long novel and, as such, there were many feelings felt throughout. I both loved this book and was annoyed by it on various occasions whilst reading it. Nevertheless, I feel the positives outweigh the negatives and I am ultimately glad I made it through.

As with any Dickens novel, there is a large cast of characters to get to know and their lives are interwoven in interesting ways. Some characters I loved, some I hated. Overall, I tend to be more partial towards Dickens' style of drama than satire, so I enjoyed the darker parts of the novel more than the comedic story lines. Having finished the novel I can say definitively that throughout this tale I was most delighted to make the aquaintence of Jenny Wren, the little dolls’ dressmaker, who now takes a place amongst my favorite Dickens characters. ( )

"There's ever so many people in the river" - Bob Gliddery

A majestic, dark, swirling novel, this. I'm not quite sure it's a Dickensian masterpiece on the level of Great Expectations or Bleak House, nor perhaps is it as dear to my heart as Little Dorrit. Nevertheless, it slots nicely into fourth place for me. Dickens' last completed novel, Our Mutual Friend is a thematically unified treatise on money, death, transformation, and the ways in which humans can never truly know one another. As expected, the novel bursts with memorable characters: the lowlife Rogue Riderhood, the even worse Silas Wegg and his Decline and Fall of the Rooshan Roman Empire, the giddy Boffins and the scheming Lammles, the doll's dressmaker Jenny Wren and the determined septuagenarian Betty Higden, the tormented Bradley Headstone and the great, interminable Mrs. Wilfer. They are all characters at the service of two richly symbolic legacies: the death of John Harmon, Sr, and his fortune founded (quite literally) on piles of dust, and that of Gaffer Hexam, the "waterside character", fisher of dead bodies from the Thames, whose life and death on that swirling, copper river seems to embody Dickens' thoughts on life, regardless of one's "station".

Being a Dickens acolyte sometimes means accepting that his main characters are going to endure external transformations, not internal ones. No shades of Tolstoy here, thankyou very much. And while John Rokesmith is little more than a tormented plaything of the fates, we at least get some satisfying development in the determined, put-upon Lizzie Hexam, the gruff and sometimes pseudo-villainous Eugene Wrayburn, and that devastating creature, the mercenary Bella Wilfer. Readers' tolerance will vary as to how convincing any of the character's transformations are, and the practice of publishing the novel in 20 serialised parts of the same length means that sometimes one feels like Dickens has cut short important moments, while other character moments seem to go on for a few too many pages.

Nevertheless, there's little to complain about here. Like most artists in their old age, Dickens' work is a lot richer here than in the early novels like Nicholas Nickleby although at the same time, his situations have lost some of their carefree pizzazz and even his grotesques are - in order to be more shaded-in - less outright comical. But CD's tongue remains firmly lodged in his cheek here, particularly in his dealings with the Lammles and Mr. Wilfer's thoughts on his home life. The symbolism at play in this book, exemplified by those mounds of dust on which fortunes depend, are particularly interesting given that, just months after the book was completed, Britain would face a financial scandal that would bring down many. Best of all, Dickens' descriptive powers have never been better. The night walks of Wrayburn, and Headstone, and Riderhood along the country river compete with a sequence of death and resurrection in a low-end pub, a children's hospital of great sorrow and compassion, the "bran' new" dinner parties of the Veneerings, and - most unforgettable of all - the darkened rooms of London's most prolific and talented anatomist (to judge from his own opinions), Mr. Venus. As the smile on Venus' alligator seems to say, "All of this was quite familiar knowledge down in the depths of the slime, ages ago."

Delightful, although I don't think I'd recommend it to newcomers to Dickens. It's a more rarefied example of his work that probably tastes better once the palate has grown accustomed. ( )

In this novel Dickens appears to tackle virtually everything he ever attacked before: education, law and lawyers, debtor's prison, elections, high society, etc. The reason is that his primary topic this time is money, which touches on and lies behind everything else. Here we see the struggling desperation of the poor, the ridiculous rich with their curious motives, and the challenge of finding anyone with good morals at either end of the scale with all of them so focused upon this one thing, whether by necessity, greed or simple obliviousness to the importance of anything else. Dickens portrays the lengths men must go to for acquiring it or to sustain themselves, dwelling especially on the grim or dirty. He starts this novel with a man pursuing what might have been the worst 'job' anyone in London at the time could have. We also see a taxidermist's shop of horrors, dealers in 'dust' (garbage/recycling, I take it?), and other lines of work that expose the 'glory' of what's profitable.

It's not a very fun novel, compared to most Dickens. There are likeable characters here but they are fewer and farther between, the rest being placed under microscope for a study of their faults. We see the grudging of others' good fortune and its close attendance by suspect charities; another association of Judaism with usury (not so bad as Oliver Twist, but not so good either) and its fashioning as a front for a young man on the path to miserliness. We see petty justifications for theft, the underhanded negotiations that take advantage of generous natures, a young lady's determination to marry into wealth, the best healthcare money can buy (as compared with the least or none, a plight of the poor), and how having too much wealth can start to change you for the worse (echoes of Great Expectations here).

In terms of complexity, the plot interweaving is enough to rival Bleak House or anything else Dickens wrote, and he does his usual fine job of balancing his coverage of each element. I'm only sorry there weren't all that many threads I cared returning to, as many of them were quite dark. The characteristic humour is still there, popping up as a welcome and pleasant surprise, but sometimes it has an edge to it. Wegg is a miserable man to read about except when he's being foolish, the high society circle is chock full of snobs with only one sympathetic character in their midst to leaven them, and Eugene troubled me all the way to the end. Lizzie is too much of Dickens' usual pattern for angelic waifs, but Bella is a pleasure to know and I'm sorry she aspires to be a 1950s housewife. Jenny Wren is the most impressive female in the novel; can she really be only twelve?

The ending was mostly a series of disappointments for me: the Boffin betrayal of the reader's confidence is far worse than Martin Chuzzlewit's. Eugene's ending is totally undeserved and unearned, I suppose the moral being you give a scoffing womanizer a strong whack in the head and suddenly he's devoted husband material? And I'm even made to feel bad for Wegg, who only wanted a cut of what he supposed was another miscreant's spoils, but still it's not terrible. I like how all the moving pieces fit together and the strong theme that's as relevant as ever. There's clear potential for a modern adaptation to do this story justice. ( )

Excellent!! ( )