Dr. Walsh
LIT 232-002
In Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens paints an effective picture of the lives of poor
children under the highly bureaucratic parochial system and the lives of criminals that
populated poor London. He does this through the use of brilliant sarcasm to create
interesting and lifelike characters at every of English society that is represented in his
story. The word ‘lifelike’ in this sense means to act like a human being. And human
beings tend to grow as the years pass. They are affected by the situations they encounter.
Their traumas and their triumphs form their characters. However, the title character of
Oliver is shown to possess none of these qualities. From the time he is brought to the
workhouse by Mr. Bumble to his adoptions in the end by his caring family, nothing
changes his attitude of wide-eyed trust and blandness. Oliver’s lack of human qualities is
foil for the multi-layered cynicism of everyone who crosses Oliver’s path and provides a
solid connection between the vast array of characters and experiences in this story.
and incorruptible, despite the fact that he’s had very little treatment that differs from
contempt, violence, or indifference. Oliver is thrown into every situation that you would
exposure to a criminal underworld populated by kids his age and younger. But Oliver
never gets hardened. With all the character has gone through the reader would be more
than willing to let any evidence of evil slide but this doesn’t happen because Oliver’s
dark side doesn’t exist. Dickens explains the enigmatic nature of Oliver’s character very
briefly and vaguely with this passage, “It cannot be expected that this system of farming
would produce any very extraordinary or luxuriant crop…But nature or inheritance had
implanted a good sturdy spirit in Oliver’s breast” (21) In that statement is Dickens’s
justification for Oliver’s pure soul: that it is ‘inherited.’ Oliver is revealed to be linked
with people we are introduced to as good, pure, loving, responsible and most
importantly…upper class. Namely Mr. Brownlow and the Maylies. It is the ‘well-born’
(including Rose Maylie even though she doesn’t believe it) people in the novel who are
most capable of love and goodness in this story. Therefore the fact Oliver is a part of this
class is the only explanation that Dickens gives for his unswerving goodness.
throughout the novel. The reader is made aware of it when he is first brought before the
board (which Oliver is too teary-eyed to see, and bows to the table the board is sitting at0
and proceeds to cry unceasingly throughout this interview. The reader sees Oliver first as
a bawling newborn, then as a nine-year-old who cried because he was leaving home,
(‘home’ used in the loosest possible sense here) then cried some more because he was
“frightened at the sight of so many gentlemen” (24) and finally “sobbed himself to
sleep.” (25) Dickens’s assertion that “Oliver cried very naturally indeed”, (24) in
additions to being a huge understatement, shows the reader that Oliver hasn’t had the
ability to cry or be shocked by cruelty beaten out of him which would have been a very
human response.
In addition to his watery eyes a trait of Oliver’s that evidences Oliver’s lack of
personal growth (for better or worse) is his eternal trust. Or to be more judgmental about
it, his eternal gullibility. This is shown when he first meets the Artful Dodger and is
introduced to Fagin and the rest of his ‘pupils.’ Shortly after Oliver is introduced to Fagin
“the young gentlemen with the pipes came round him, and shook his hand very
hard especially the one in which he held his little bundle. One young gentleman
was very anxious to hang up his cap for him; and another was so obliging as to
put his hands in his pockets: in order that, as he was very tired, he might not have
the trouble of emptying them, himself, when he went to bed.” (66)
Oliver’s reaction to this is not noted; therefore one must conclude that he didn’t find
anything suspicious about all this. Even when he sees Fagin’s hidden box of treasures
while half-asleep he doesn’t question where I came from. Though at least in this case he
“Oliver thought the man must be a decided miser to live in such a dirty place,
with so many watches: but, thinking that perhaps his fondness for Dodger and the
other boys, cost him a good deal of money.” (68)
Even when Fagin, Dodger and Charley are demonstrating for Oliver exactly how to “pick
a pocket or two” in “such a funny and natural manner, that Oliver laughed till the tears
ran down his face” it doesn’t occur to him what this all means. (70) In fact Oliver
doesn’t figure out what profession he’s been adopted into he’s out on the job. He sees
Dodger steal Mr. Brownlow’s handkerchief and then it all becomes clear. “In an instant
the whole mystery of the handkerchiefs, and the watches, and the jewels, and the Jew,
rushed upon the boy’s mind.” (73) Oliver is shocked by this insight because he measures
surround him, they unfortunately are. Fagin sees Oliver for the open, trusting person he is
and plans to use it to his advantage. When Bill Sikes questions why Fagin would want
him above all the other, more qualified, kids Fagin’s reason is because he sees the vast
“Because they’re of no use to me, my dear…not worth the taking. Their looks
convict ‘em when they get into trouble; and I lose ‘em all. With this boy, properly
managed, my dears, I could do what I couldn’t with twenty of them” (137)
Fagin knows Oliver is so inclined to cling to anything you tell him that he can keep using
him until he gets caught and hanged. At which point he’ll be too brain-washed to turn
Fagin in.
It would be easy, considering how unrealistic Oliver is, to consider him the great
failure of Dickens’s novel. That would be missing the point. Because the character of
Oliver Twist isn’t a character at all, he’s a literary device, a very common one. He’s the
central character that all the other characters rotate around. Any story with this many
personalities floating around needs one stable point than connects them all. In this story
that is Oliver. He is an observer; vibrant and often violent experiences and personalities
don’t really affect him, they float over him and are recorded through him. Someone has
to be there to tell the story. And unfortunately unless we gain insight into the narrator’s
head these characters are usually very dull. These characters are set pieces, they hold
everything together. To give them too much life would distract from what’s really going
on in the story. And that is of course Dickens’s imaginative description of the world and
The world and those people are the second half of what Oliver is established to
facilitate the telling of. The story does this by showing the contrast by between him and
them, and in so doing shines a clearer light on them. The contrast is first established by
showing the visual distinction between him and Dodger. Where Oliver seems to have
been frozen at age five, Dodger is representative in the book of the kind of young
criminal who has had to grow up too fast and project a larger-than-life bravado just to
survive and prosper in his world. The contrast between Oliver and everyone else is
further established, in a most striking way, in the area of language. The underworld
the book. Language that’s complex and heavy with sarcasm and bitterness. Oliver on the
other hand tends to accept things at face value and usually doesn’t have a clue what
they’re saying. Causing the others (especially Charley Bates) to laugh at his naïveté: “I
never did see such prime company as that ‘ere boy; he’ll be the death of me. I know he
will” (129)
Oliver Twist is without a doubt the least emotionally developed figure in the
otherwise brilliant array of layered characters that fill the novel that bears his name.
However, as the reader gets enveloped in the vibrant world that Dickens creates in this
novel it becomes clear that Oliver is written one dimensionally for a reason. To focus the
numerous amount of characters and plotlines to one stable point; and to serve (with his
unbelievable perfection) as a foil for the lives and habits that were common in the
impoverished London Dickens hoped to expose. Judging by his own words: “ I confess I
have yet to learn that a lesson of the purest good may not be drawn from the vilest evil. I