—The Question of Copyright—
Speaking of copyright, as I was in my recent post about The Sarony Case reminds me that the 1880s was a vexed period for authorship rights, and matters could get a little fraught.
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Deepo
I am not going to alleged that an allegiance to alliteration is actually alluring, but I allude to it in this little Oscar Wilde story, as it is about a Liberal politician, the Lord of Language, and the ladies Labouchère and Langtry.
Or perhaps it would be even more obscure, and thus more intriguing, to say it is about Henrietta Hodson, Hester & The Two Henrys, and The Home Depot.
Either way, we must first place the tale in context.
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In a recent post I noted how Oscar Wilde and Sarah Bernhardt had posed in precisely the same place against the same background when having their photographs taken by Napoleon Sarony.
Wilde and Bernhardt was a curiosity; but now Lillie Langtry makes it a mystery.
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Piecing together history: Oscar Wilde’s mail arrives
When I was preparing my recent posting about Oscar Wilde and his lecture in Bloomington during the local council drainage meeting, I was reminded that Wilde once wrote a letter from Bloomington.
A moment’s research led to a minor historical jigsaw puzzle.
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Book Review: Declaring His Genius, Oscar Wilde In North America, by Roy Morris, Jr.
—by John Cooper—
Those of us, like Mrs Cheveley, who are fond of calling things by their proper name, would struggle to categorize Declaring His Genius, by Roy Morris, Jr.
Let us start with what this book is not. It is not profound enough to be a serious biography of an American Wilde—and, to be fair, it might never have been published if it were. Besides, one would not expect such an approach of a book that asserts that ‘Wilde may well have been a genius—at self promotion, if nothing else’ [my emphasis], which makes one wonder whether the author is convinced enough of Wilde as a thinker or writer to produce a critical study.
But neither is the book what it purports to be, which is an account of Wilde’s time in America—at least not exclusively. This is because the Wilde story Morris gives us is full of holes. By this I am not referring to the wealth of factual errors throughout the text which need only be problematic for the Wilde historian. As such there is no need to dwell on them here, beyond noting that the Introduction signals this disregard for integrity by adhering to remarks that sound ‘like something Wilde would have said’, explaining that the book ‘depends to a certain extent on anecdote, word of mouth, and local legend.’
—[See web site for list of scholarly errata]—
No, by holes I mean the opportunistic detours the book takes from a rounded theme of Wilde’s American tour which Morris fills with square pegs. The result is a flawed schema that places its protagonist amid an anthology of sometimes tangential, but often downright irrelevant, populist history.
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