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4.0 out of 5 stars
--- Or, a postmodern Prometheus, September 28, 2009
This review is from: The Casebook of Victor Frankenstein (Paperback)
The Casebook of Victor Frankenstein is a super novel and one which gets better and better as it goes on. Peter Ackroyd is well known as a contemporary authority on London, and few writers today or at any time previously have so single-mindedly memorialised this wonderful city: Ackroyd has written not just London's widely acclaimed Biography, a companion piece about the Thames: Sacred River that flows through it, and biographies of its more famous sons ( William Blake and Geoffrey Chaucer) and some historical fiction largely set in the city.
In this context it comes as no surprise that Peter Ackroyd's reworking of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein is also set largely in the city, despite the original's setting in and around Geneva. On a broad scale Ackroyd's historical themes are unified: the galvanic force of electricity invigorates and brings life; in the same way the river flows through and animates the great metropolis. Life having been given, in each case does as it will, as dirty and degenerate as it is upstanding and honorable, and it is surely no coincidence that Ackroyd's creature makes his home in the wild reaches of the Thames estuary, and draws strength and wickedness in equal measure from its frequent immersion in the river, both at Limehouse and up river at Marlow.
Ackroyd's historical rendering of early nineteenth century is (as far as I can tell!) flawless and as usual is exquisitely, intricately observed, and his adoption of the register of a novelist of the period is equally well rendered.
The other interesting aspect of this novel is the depiction of the romantic poets and their entourage: "Bysshe" Shelley features from the outset as a struggling and somewhat neurotic gadfly; we meet Lord Byron somewhat later (a pompous, overbearing, spoilt fool) together with Mary Shelley herself (depicted far more sympathetically as the real artist amongst a bunch of dilettantes) and Byron's long-suffering physician/drug supplier, John Polidori. The interactions of these historical figures, with their own (fictional) creation Victor Frankenstein in their midst - together with, unannounced, *his* fictional creation (yet another sweet irony!) - drives the plot for the last half, across the continent to Villa Diodati for the famous night of Gothic ghost stories and then inevitably, like a moth to a light, back to the sacred Thames for the final denouement.
It's a slow burner, but the more I reflected on a neat little tweak at the death, the more my admiration grew for Peter Ackroyd's achievement here. And the book's title is a neat little in-joke in itself.
A modern - post-modern, even - Prometheus indeed.
Olly Buxton
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10 of 12 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
I loved Shelley's version so much I guess I hoped for more, November 2, 2009
The Casebook of Victor Frankenstein by Peter Ackroyd is a retelling of the gothic classic Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. As with all retellings, one approaches the new version with trepidation. Is there a need to retell a story that has already been told so well? Will this version offer anything new or interesting? What, if anything will be lost in translation?
When I began the novel, I stepped back a bit from my own expectations and tried to allow Ackroyd to give me the pleasure of revisiting a story I found compelling and provocative. I quickly realized that story is told in first person by Victor Frankenstein I was put off. After all, for all intents and purposes, Shelley's version is told in the first person. Is there a need to tell the same story in the same point-of-view? My resistance grew, mostly because what details were added are lu1rid or meant to be salacious (after all, Shelley could not dare write in detail about erections and penises, could she?). Sadly, they are also predictable. Characters enter the stage with the inevitability of their future clearly evident.
But of course one would expect a story that is retold to be somewhat predictable. And the fact is, for those readers who are disinclined to read classic literature because it is tedious or tiresome or the tone too archaic, Ackroyd's choice to tell this story again serves a purpose. He departs enough from the classic by inviting Mary Shelley herself into the cast of characters, along with Percy Bysshe Shelley and Lord Byron. The flavor of London is very well written. One cannot argue that Ackroyd knows his history and contextualizes the story both in content and voice. His ability to weave details leaves few, if any, stones unturned. And although the conclusion is different from the original novel's, it is not as surprising as it should have been. (How surprising would it have been had the author chosen to carry the story forth to the same ending, one that in Shelley's version occurs off the stage of the page? Perhaps bringing something new to an expected ending is too much to ask but if the ending must be changed can it not be changed in such a way as to surprise the reader?)
What this retelling lacks is the spiritual and philosophical implications of Shelley's original vision. Given the evolution of society, the threat of science over religion is perhaps no longer an issue but there is still so much room for debate on the ethical implications of where science crosses lines of morality in the face of necessity. At what point does the need for knowledge become more necessary than the need for morality? And in a world where we can create virtual selves by simply logging into a website, what are the implications of revivifying something that is dead?
In the end, Ackroyd presents a novel that waters down the original making it perhaps more palatable for the masses but offering little in the way of real meaning. A good summer beach book for those who don't want their summer reading light. Or perhaps the type of book one would read to fill a rainy afternoon in autumn. But for my tastes, I'll stick with the original which is, to this day, a more provocative story than many being published today.
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5 of 6 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
You'll get a charge out of this one!, September 24, 2009
This review is from: The Casebook of Victor Frankenstein (Paperback)
Ackroyd has to have a portal into pre-20th century England and Europe. He has this knack of taking us back to those days and immediately immersing us into that society. We travel with Victor Frankenstein, Bysshe Shelley and Lord Byron as the events unfold.
The Editorial Reviews and blurb by Ackroyd above will tell you plenty about the goings on. We take a tour that is more mystery than horror as Victor experiments with his electrical fluids.
This is a page turner - the finish comes too soon. The author's language puts you in the period without hitting you in the head with it. He delves in depth with the story and doesn't bore the reader with the superfluous.
If you have a liking for Victorian England, Frankenstein stories and a good yarn - grab a copy, brew a cuppa and enjoy.
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