The Importance of Being . . . Oscar
OSCAR FINGALL O’FLAHERTIE WILLS WILDE, whose very name symbolises his outrageous ostentatiousness, was probably the chief English literary force in the early 1890’s. Certainly he was the most successful, most popular producer of comedies – comedies which have lost none of their slighting biting wit even today. True he did write in recognition of failings in his own society, but his chief appeal has always lain in his ability to extract laugh after laugh with an assured sophistication of wit, seldom seen in the stage today.
His first dramatic success, “Lady Windermere’s Fan”, was a brilliant social comedy, written while on holiday (as were all his plays) in the late summer of 1891. As was to be his habit he named his leading lady after the district in which he stayed; Lake Windermere. None of his plays took more than 3 or 4 weeks of actual work, and as each was partly a glossary of his own clever conversation, it presented no difficulty to him to fling in the finishing touches of wit that made him the biggest box-office draw of his period.
“A Woman of No Importance” repeated his previous success. The first act was written in reply to the critics’ complaints that the early action of “Lady Windermere’s Fan” lacked speed. Thunderous applause greeted the final curtain if this production – cries of “Author” came from all over the house, until a large man who was sitting in a box in full view of the audience rose to his feet and announced: “Ladies and Gentlemen, I regret to inform you that Mr Oscar Wilde is not in the house.” As the speaker was Mr Oscar Wilde himself, he was in a position to know.
“An Ideal Husband” and “The Importance of Being Earnest”, both highly successful comedies, followed, and established for him a reputation as a dandy and wit that has yet to be paralleled. His detractors charged him with plagiarism (which he did not deny) a charge amply illustrated by Whistler, who, having made an amusing remark to which Oscar Wilde said, “I wish I had said that,” replied, “You will, Oscar, you will”.
Oscar Wilde’s entire career was ruined when he foolishly brought a libel charge against the most unpleasant Marquess of Queensberry. He lost his case, was immediately arrested on a morals charge, tried and sentenced to two years penal servitude. He continued to write, and after his release published an expose of H. M. Prisons, signed C33 (his convict number). He lived his last years abroad, and died in Paris at 46, penniless but penitent.
Many scholars debate whether Wilde was a major literary influence; but whatever he may have been, his wonderful, witty plays will not easily be forgotten – nor will his flamboyant, foppish self.
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