I was reminded about this novel when writing about The Turningglass, so I went back to the shelf and read it again. It certainly stands up to a second perusal. It was a very popular novel at the time but I wondered then, and wondered again how many people who had a copy actually read it. It is exceedingly long, has many footnotes of variable interest and is full of ancient and modern (Georgian that is) magic.
I remember loving Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell at the time. I was ready for it this time and did not read all the footnotes again, I have to admit. The novel is over 720 pages long. I chortled rather at the idea of a magician at the side of the Duke of Wellington in the Iberian Peninsular War and, worse still, at Waterloo. The Duke must be turning in his grave. But as fairy stories go, Susanna Clarke has cooked up a delicious brew.
The London Film Festival has begun again, so for a while this will be more about films that books