Hardcover, 782 pages
English language
Published Oct. 29, 2004 by Bloomsbury Publishing.
"Two magicians shall appear in England. The first shall fear me; the second shall long to behold me. . ."
The year is 1806. England is beleaguered by the long war with Napoleon, and it is hundreds of years since practical magic faded into the nation's past. But scholars of this glorious history suddenly discover that one practicing magician still remains: the reclusive Mr Norrell of Hurtfew Abbey. Challenged to demonstrate his powers, Norrell causes the statues of York Cathedral to speak and sing, and sends a thrill through the country. The magician proceeds to London, trailed by excited rumors, where he raises a beautiful young woman from the dead and finally enters the war, summoning an army of ghostly ships to terrify the French.
Yet Norrell is soon challenged by the emergence of another magician: the brilliant novice Jonathan Strange. Young, handsome, and daring, Strange is the very opposite …
"Two magicians shall appear in England. The first shall fear me; the second shall long to behold me. . ."
The year is 1806. England is beleaguered by the long war with Napoleon, and it is hundreds of years since practical magic faded into the nation's past. But scholars of this glorious history suddenly discover that one practicing magician still remains: the reclusive Mr Norrell of Hurtfew Abbey. Challenged to demonstrate his powers, Norrell causes the statues of York Cathedral to speak and sing, and sends a thrill through the country. The magician proceeds to London, trailed by excited rumors, where he raises a beautiful young woman from the dead and finally enters the war, summoning an army of ghostly ships to terrify the French.
Yet Norrell is soon challenged by the emergence of another magician: the brilliant novice Jonathan Strange. Young, handsome, and daring, Strange is the very opposite of the cautious, fussy Norrell. Still, Norrell agrees to take Strange as a pupil, and the young magician joins England's cause, enduring the rigors of Wellington's campaign in Portugal to lend the army his supernatural skills on the battlefield.
But as Strange's powers grow, so do his ambitions. He becomes obsessed with the founder of English magic, a shadowy twelfth-century figure known as the Raven King. In his increasingly reckless pursuit of the wildest, most perilous forms of magic, Strange risks sacrificing not only his partnership with Norrell, but everything that he holds dear.
Elegant, witty, and flawlessly detailed, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell is a magisterial first novel that draws readers into Susanna Clarke's fantastic and utterly convincing vision of a past world.
I thought I had read this before. And didn't like it much. It just came across as too self-conscious and pompous. But listening to it gave me a whole new appreciation for it. Loved this! And the reader was just amazing. Just perfectly "rainy and English," as a friend of mine put it recently.
I just could not bring myself to finish the book. The story was nice, but the Jane Austen style was too annoying for me. The writing style is the sole reason I abandoned the book.
Sadly, I didn't care for this book - it just didn't engage me. I found the setting interesting, but not enough so to carry the book - and for me, the characters and the meandering plot were both lacking. I found it slow going, and it's only because I'm too stubborn to abandon a book half-read (unless it's TRULY awful) that I finished it at all.
This is not to say that it's not a good book, and I'm sure there are plenty of readers who will love it. It just wasn't for me.
This was a wonderful book. I found it extremely imaginative, it gave me the impression that inventing small side stories and fleshing-out details came very easily to the author, and it's all very enjoyable to read. The scale of the story is large, ambitious, and convincing, while at the same time, essentially a fairy tale.
My only complaint is exactly that: at times, the book was too much of a fairy tale. The magicians' powers seem immense in one field and very limited in another. This caused me to lose faith in any notion of measure for a magician's power. A magician can move whole cities, why can't they just win a war with a single word? Why can't they just assassinate someone in France? I'm not saying there should be specific rules, that would be silly and gamey, and I would still complain. But here, magic was totally random. …
This was a wonderful book. I found it extremely imaginative, it gave me the impression that inventing small side stories and fleshing-out details came very easily to the author, and it's all very enjoyable to read. The scale of the story is large, ambitious, and convincing, while at the same time, essentially a fairy tale.
My only complaint is exactly that: at times, the book was too much of a fairy tale. The magicians' powers seem immense in one field and very limited in another. This caused me to lose faith in any notion of measure for a magician's power. A magician can move whole cities, why can't they just win a war with a single word? Why can't they just assassinate someone in France? I'm not saying there should be specific rules, that would be silly and gamey, and I would still complain. But here, magic was totally random.
Other than that, the book is marvellously beautiful in every aspect.
What a delicious surprise. This was ... quite unlike anything I was expecting. It works at so many levels: the characters, the setting, the story. The prose. Oh, the words:
The day of the visit was preceded by stormy weather; rain had made long ragged pools in the bare, brown fields; wet roofs were like cold stone mirrors; and Mr. Honeyfoot's post-chaise travelled through a world that seemed to contain a much higher proportion of chill grey sky and a much smaller one of solid comfortable earth than was usually the case.
That brought me to a screeching halt just a few pages in. I had to reread it. Then slow down. Read it again. And, with a sigh, realize that this was not going to be a quick read. Not only is it a tome, I was going to have to read it at a gentler pace. And I …
What a delicious surprise. This was ... quite unlike anything I was expecting. It works at so many levels: the characters, the setting, the story. The prose. Oh, the words:
The day of the visit was preceded by stormy weather; rain had made long ragged pools in the bare, brown fields; wet roofs were like cold stone mirrors; and Mr. Honeyfoot's post-chaise travelled through a world that seemed to contain a much higher proportion of chill grey sky and a much smaller one of solid comfortable earth than was usually the case.
One of the most entertaining and well constructed books I have ever read. The author has a prodigious imagination and made the book and absolute delight to read. My one complain is that I could see some of the way things would end in the text before they occurred. This in addition to some awkward plot points made the ending a bit tedious. Overall though, a great read well worth your time.
This read was slow going at first, but I understand the purpose of the length exposition. By the last 200 pages everything was finally all falling together and I could hardly put the book down.
This book is amazing. I listened to it after listening to Dickens's Christmas Carol (which was excellent) and the first two books in the Bartimaeus Trilogy (which are enjoyable). This was like the perfect mix. The imagination of Stroud with the writing skill of Dickens. It also reminds one of Neil Gaiman's American Gods. Brilliant. I will certainly pick up an illustrated copy and read it in the years to come.
Susanna Clarke’s first novel is an extraordinarily imaginative tale about two magicians during the early 1800s, in which magic and fairies are not merely trickery and sleight-of-hand, but real enough to jump out of the pages. There are a multitude of characters in this novel, and they are all described in lavish detail. Some have Dickensian names, too.
This is a large book--782 pages, which includes lots and lots of tiny footnotes, which function as both asides and background. On some pages, the footnotes actually take over the page, and are some of the most ingenious parts of the book.
We meet Mr. Norrell first. He is a rich, scholarly recluse who lives to read magic books. In fact, he’s intentionally bought up all the available magic books for the purpose of preventing anyone else from studying magic. Norrell is the epitome of self-centered and egotistical, and decides that he …
Susanna Clarke’s first novel is an extraordinarily imaginative tale about two magicians during the early 1800s, in which magic and fairies are not merely trickery and sleight-of-hand, but real enough to jump out of the pages. There are a multitude of characters in this novel, and they are all described in lavish detail. Some have Dickensian names, too.
This is a large book--782 pages, which includes lots and lots of tiny footnotes, which function as both asides and background. On some pages, the footnotes actually take over the page, and are some of the most ingenious parts of the book.
We meet Mr. Norrell first. He is a rich, scholarly recluse who lives to read magic books. In fact, he’s intentionally bought up all the available magic books for the purpose of preventing anyone else from studying magic. Norrell is the epitome of self-centered and egotistical, and decides that he is the man to bring magic, long absent, back to England.
Now that I’ve introduced this--man, I’ll skip up to p. 82, and tell you about the event that puts all the events in motion: in order to gain attention and adoration, especially from the English government, Norrell uses what he calls black magic to summon a fairy to help him bring back to life the recently-deceased Lady Pole, the wife of a government minister. However, this fairy, who we only ever know as “the gentleman with the thistledown hair,” is just as mean and egotistical as Mr. Norrell, and so demands something in return: for restoring the life of the young Lady Pole, he lays claim to half of her life, and Mr. Norrell agrees to this, because he doesn’t really care about the young lady, and it never occurs to him that he has no right to play God.
Not much later, Norrell discovers that the gentleman with the thistledown hair interpreted “half of her life” as “every evening.” In other words, she’s under an enchantment, and basically his slave. Lady Pole’s life becomes a misery, and people assume that she is mad. Eventually, the gentleman with the thistledown hair victimizes two other people, as well.
Bringing a young woman back from the dead certainly earned Mr. Norrell his fame, as well as the attention of the government. Soon, the government ministers found him meaningful employment, such as casting spells to protect England’s shores from her enemies.
Almost two hundred pages go by before we meet Jonathan Strange, who is a very different kind of man, and much younger. Strange eventually becomes Norrell’s pupil, much to many people’s surprise. However, Norrell is still stingy and secretive; Strange never does have the full run of the old man’s library (until the very end), and is, at first, kept in the dark about much of magical history.
Mr. Norrell uses his notoriety and his pupil to advance the notion, (in a periodical publication), that English magicians ought not to have anything to do with fairies--that fairies were dangerous, crazy, and evil, and magicians who used them as servants were being lazy, since it was totally unnecessary. He especially villifies John Usglass, better known as The Raven King, the king of all fairies.
Of course, the reader knows about Norrell’s hypocrisy all along. Jonathan Strange eventually quarrels with Norrell over the idea that they should be presenting to the public a more balanced view of magical history , and not just Norrell’s opinions. Strange publishes his view that there would be no magic if there were no John Usglass, and the two magicians part ways.
Meanwhile, the gentleman with the thistledown hair has his own plans....including taking Arabella Strange (Jonathan's wife) as another of his slaves, and setting up the English Butler Stephen Black as King of England (against his will. He's unhappily enchanted, too).
Will these three victims escape their enchantment? Will Mr. Norrell ever have to face the music for what he did to Lady Pole? What about the gentleman with the thisledown hair? Will The Raven King return and set all to rights?
Oh, and there's another big problem, but I will stop writing about the book's plot, now.
I was gently drawn into this novel--it wasn't exactly an urgent read, but it was--enchanting. Susanna Clarke does a wonderful job imagining Jonathan Strange’s relationships with real people, such as Lord Byron and the Duke of Wellington. My only fault with the book was that the section about Strange’s service to Duke Wellington during England’s war against France dragged a bit.
And the end? The end is WIDE open--I believe there is to be a sequel.
Unfortunately I read it in German (long time ago), which probably doesn't do it justice.
