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76 pages, Paperback
First published February 14, 1895
"To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness."So things are at a standstill ... until Algernon sneaks off to visit Jack's country home and meet Cecily. He introduces himself as Jack's wayward brother Ernest.
To lose one parent may be regarded as misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness
I was obliged to call on dear Lady Harbury. I hadn’t been there since her poor husband’s death. I never saw a woman so altered; she looks quite twenty years younger.
Come, dear, we have already missed five, if not six, trains. To miss any more might expose us to comment on the platform.
I have always been of opinion that a man who desires to get married should know either everything or nothing
A thoroughly experienced French maid produces a really marvelous result in a very brief space of time. I remember recommending one to young Lady Lancing, and after three months her own husband did not know her.
To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune... to lose both seems like carlessness.I honestly have no idea how I am to review my favorite play of all time, one of my favorite pieces of literature altogether. Oscar Wilde is such a clever and witty man and he really had a way with words. He is the self-proclaimed "Lord of Language" and "Genius" - oh boy, you really can't read Wilde without taking into consideration his life and character. This man was (IMO) a walking contradiction or just really good at making fun about himself because he is kinda the dandy which he critizes in his plays and he kept company with people of society which he is trash-talking in his plays. I LOVE THIS MAN!
ALGERNON: Did you hear what I was playing, Lane?This sets the tone about right. :D He is then visited by his dear friend Mr. Ernest Worthing. And oh Lord, the interaction of this was always so full of humour and that they basically couldn't agree on anything and always went head to head was just damn amusing.
LANE: I didn't think it polite to listen, sir.
ALGERNON: I'm sorry for that, for your sake.
JACK: I have come up to town expressly to propose to her.I really appreciated that most of the time Jack really wasn't having Algy's shit and fired back because Algy needs to be set straight.
ALGERNON: I thought you had come up for pleasure? ... I call that businees.
ALGERNON: The very essence of romance is uncertainty. If ever I get married, I'll certainly try to forget the fact.
JACK: Some aunts are tall, some aunts are not tall. That is a matter that surely an aunt may be allowed to decide for herself.The two gentlemen after talking about the business that Bunburying is are interupted by Lady Bracknell (Algy's Aunt Augusta) and her daughter Gwendolen (Jack's sweetheart).
LADY BRACKNELL: Mr. Worthing! Rise, sir, from this semi-recumbent posture. It is most indecorous.She is not pleased of Jack's uncertain origin and his lack of worth and doesn't see him fit to marry Gwendolen. The humour in those scenes is really high and Oscar's satire on England's upper class just on point and Jack is left with the ultimatum to "produce at any rate, one parent, of either sex, before the season is quite over." I CAN'T DEAL - this is great!
MISS PRISM: What a lesson for him! I trust he will profit by it.Oh man, I wish I would have been there to see the look on Jack's face when he found out that Algy poses as his brother Ernest. PRICELESS!
MISS PRISM: After we had all been resigned to his loss, his sudden return seems to me peculiarly distressing.
GWENDOLEN: (quite politely, rising)AHHH I CAN'T DEAL. LOVE IT!!
CECILY: (very politely, rising)
GWENDOLEN: Five counties! I don't think I should like that; I hate crowds.I loved how the whole misunderstanding was resolved by Jack entering first and Gwendolen quizzing him and then Algy entering and Cecily quizzing him. The humour was just on point (as always with Wilde). And how immediately afterwards Cecily and Gwendolen became besties and hugged each other and called one another "sisters". HILARIOUS!
CECILY (sweetly): I suppose that is why you live in town?
LADY BRACKNELL: Dead! When did Mr. Bunbury die? His death must have been extremely sudden.I mean, this is just brilliant.
ALGERNON (angrily): Oh! I killed Bunbury this afternoon. I mean poor Bunbury died this afternoon.
LADY BRACKNELL: What did he die of?
ALGERNON: Bunbury? Oh, he was quite exploded.
LADY BRACKNELL: Exploded! Was he the victim of a revolutionary outrage? I was not aware that Mr. Bunbury was interested in social legislaction.
LADY BRACKNELL: A French maid produces a really marvellous result in a very brief space of time. I remember recommending one to young Lady Lancing, and after three months her own husband did not know her.Here Jack (aka Oscar) is alluding to the fact that Lady Lancing turned gay and was sleeping with the maid. I love it!
JACK: And after six months nobody knew her.
JACK: I've now realised for the first time in my life the vital Importance of Being Earnest.It also gets really interesting if you take into consideration that when Oscar wrote this play "earnest" had an ambiguous meaning and also meant "gay". So Oscar - being the witty and sassy man that he is - just expressed his own (very controversial) belief through Jack in this play and I love him for it.
ALGERNON: You don't seem to realise, that in married life three is company and two is none.
ALGERNON: (The sound of an electric bell is heard) Ah! that must be Aunt Augusta. Only relatives, or creditors, ever ring in that Wagnerian manner.
ALGERNON: Relations are simply a tedious pack of people, who haven't got the remotest knowledge of how to live, nor the smallest instinct about when to die.
ALGERNON: All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.
ALGERNON: If I am occasionally a little over-dressed, I make up for it by being always immensely over-educated.
CECILY: People never think of cultivating a young girl's imagination. It is the great defect of modern education.
GWENDOLEN: I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.
CECILY: This no time for wearing the shallow mask of manners.
ALGERNON: It is much cleverer to talk nonsense than to listen to it, my dear fellow,
JACK: I hardly know who I am kissing.
GWENDOLEN: I hope that will be the last time I shall ever hear you make such an observation.
JACK: Gwendolen, it is a terrible thing for a man to find out suddenly that all his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth.