If you’re following the discussion of “favorite Dickens books,” currently there is no clear winner. By my count we have a five-way tie between Barnaby Rudge, Bleak House, David Copperfield, The Pickwick Papers, and Tale of Two Cities . (I am subtracting any negative votes from the total number of positive votes, if anyone is confused as to the methodology here. Well, and I also gave Chesterton a vote, because it seemed only proper.)
There’s more consensus on everybody’s unfavorite book: nobody has anything good to say about the apparently irredeemable Martin Chuzzlewit . Unless, of course, you do, in which case you should go voice your opinion .