Oliver Twist, the only Dickens book that I have read, is written very well, and in many places most amusing, showcasing his black humour and love of irony, but the plot is simply dire! It seems to consist of an endless sequence of an adult being mean to Oliver, Oliver crying, Dickens going on at length about what a pitiable yet angelic figure Oliver cuts and the savagery of society in general, before Oliver somehow entering into the spiteful clutch of a different adult, at which point the process renews.