Dorian Gray

Words: 2129
Pages: 9

This book made me think about power and cruelty of a bad influence that purposely could manipulate ones life into an endless nightmare. In today’s visual world I compared images that we are exposed to every day may be as evil as Lord Henry’s influence on todays youth.

The value of beauty and youth is being idolized through out the book, ”The Picture of Dorian Gray by the vast spectrum of characters introduced by the author Oscar Wilde. Lord Henry was Dorian’s influential corrupter that claims to value beauty and youth above everything else in life. He basically comes out and warns Dorian that his life won't be worth living once he loses his youth, off course young and beautiful men is suddenly struck with a fear of ageing. We do have to wonder
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Most of the popular mainstream media images of idols and super heroes today are young and beautiful creatures. On top of that they are being paid big money for being stupid and popular such as Kardashians. That youth obsessed trend creates Peter’s Pan followers into extremely vain generation “like” that thrives on “selfies” and constant need of approval of their social media image. Unfortunately many of them are not able to sale their soul for eternal beauty so that the army of modern Dorians are then motivated to spend top money to preserve their charm with scalpel and Botox. Sometimes, I wonder how high price some of the people would be willing to pay just to preserve their physical appearance. Would the same people behave this way if their consciousness were not bombarded by unreachable idolized beauty imaginary of retouched movie stars, models??? Most likely …show more content…
He almost became a king of trolls yet at the last moment decided not too because the price is to high. In the final act, he doubts that he has ever really been himself. He could never commit himself fully to anything. An older Peer returns home to Norway and accidently returns to his old devoted love, Solveig. "Say where Peer Gynt has been all these years", he asks Solveig in despair and afraid of The Buton-Moulder who is about to melt his soul, "Where was I myself, the entire, true man?" She calmly replies, "In my faith, in my hope, and in my love." Peer collapses in her lap and cries out, "My mother; my wife; oh, thou innocent woman! In thy love-oh, there hide me, hide me!” Peer's idea of what it means to be a self is transformed in these closing moments. True love of his mother and Solveig saved him. He had regarded the self as an expression of internal drives. Now he recognizes it to be essentially relational: one is oneself only in