Vanity Fair

Thackeray’s novel is a bitingly satirical depiction of the corruptions of Regency society. But it is also a splendidly readable tale, written in the manner of 18th Century novels. Few of the characters are noted for their virtue, but the zest and enthusiasm with which the narrative bounds along makes the reader overlook, if not forgive, the sins of its rogues and scoundrels. The novel’s protagonist, Becky Sharp, goes her own wily way but wins the reader’s admiration nonetheless for her resourcefulness and, above all, sheer daring.