Given that this book spans nearly two centuries -- from the beginning of the Gothic in 1765 to the end of Victoria's reign in 1901 -- and the fantastic output of a dozen countries and eight languages, what editor in the world could comprehensively edit Nevins for content? I caught precisely one notable factual lacuna out of possibly 200 entries I was qualified to judge -- perhaps three or four more have slipped in somewhere else. Likewise, Nevins' literary and editorial judgements are sharp and sound, saving only the (admittedly serious) failure to properly index or organize these vast charts of wonder. Razor-keen analyses of general topics -- e.g., "The Edisonade," "Proto-Mysteries" -- complement the litany of names from Captain Nemo all the way down to the Denver Doll, from Axël to Kim to Natty Bumppo.
This level of sheer bull-headed quality is simply unheard of in these debased times, when sloppy, hamfisted graphics (complete with unneeded color illustrations) or cowardly, modish trend-watching are more the order of the day. Both ladled out, of course, at the expense of completeness, forthrightness, and authorial judgement. This is not Jess Nevins' way. His way is that of Inexhaustible Vril and Undaunted Pluck. If something is worth doing, it is worth overdoing; we must err on the side of prolixity, capacity, and emphasis. These are the watchwords that seemingly guided Nevins through the moldering stacks of far-flung archives, across unexplored jungles of foreign newsprint, through the smoky dens of the Mysterious East and the stygian reaches of Subterranean Paris. And the results of his travels, his researches, and yes, his blunt opinions, have been brought back to civilization and once more exposed to the light of modernity. These heroes, villains, monsters, fiendish devices, and lost races -- the dubious shards and priceless finds alike from our graveyard of gods and heroes -- have been comprehensively collected, labeled, annotated, classified, lined up in rows, introduced, prefaced, and put in their place with the satisfying "thunk" that can only come from good hard covers and clean black serif fonts.
In short, Jess Nevins' Encyclopedia is itself a glorious exercise in the Victorian fantastic. Explore it in that same spirit.