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4.0 out of 5 stars
One of the most interesting and scary characters in recent memory, October 17, 2007
What is wrong with Mike Engleby? Is he really just a working class kid at Cambridge? Is he a sly drug dealer and petty thief? Is he a stalker, a psychopath and a murderer? Perhaps he is just a misunderstood genius. In ENGLEBY, author Sebastian Faulks introduces an unreliable narrator in the tradition of Nabokov's Humbert Humbert. This subtly sinister novel is smart, creepy and unforgettable, just like Mike himself. In the early 1970s Mike finds himself at Cambridge on scholarship. He actually never names the "ancient university," referring to it instead by clever nicknames both telling and obscuring the truth (this paradox is a key personality trait of his and an important theme in the novel). Mike has survived a brutal childhood, abused by his father and then by classmates at the exclusive boarding school he attended (also on scholarship). It was recognized early on that Mike was smart, but he seemed to attract bullies and trouble. He shares all of this with readers with an eerie detachment. Cambridge looks like it will be more of the same loneliness and trauma for Mike until he meets Jennifer Arkland, an earnest and attractive young student who catches his eye. Soon Mike is joining the clubs that Jennifer joins and attending her lectures, even though he is enrolled in a different program. They both travel to Ireland to work on a student film. When Jennifer disappears one night after a party, readers are unsure of Mike's connection to the event. Is he really as heartbroken as he says he is at her disappearance, or was he in some way responsible? The police are curious about Mike and the real nature of his relationship with Jennifer. But there is nothing to connect him to her disappearance, so Mike goes on his way. Despite the fact that he starts working as a journalist, even getting a girlfriend along the way, and seems to lead a normal, if somewhat solitary life, tension continues to build for the reader. Mike is full of rage and sadness. Add to that a drug problem, a keen intelligence, a photographic memory for most things coupled with great gaps in memory concerning other things and an enormous ego, and you have the makings of...well, just what is unclear. Is Mike a reliable source of information about himself, or are readers being manipulated as he tells his story? One thing is certain. As the decades go by, Mike continues to be obsessed with Jennifer, and when the police come calling on him again, the novel takes a new and frightening direction as some of the secrets he has been keeping are revealed. ENGLEBY is a very literate book: well crafted and with a nod to classic tales and great authors. Mike is strange and intelligent (but perhaps less so than he thinks), secretive and angry, and one of the most interesting and scary characters in recent memory. Faulks's narration is slow at times, but the mystery of Jennifer's disappearance help make the pace more bearable, and the clinical evaluations of Mike at the end of the book are great, as are the characters' responses to them. Truth and memory are repeatedly called into question throughout the novel. While Faulks may not have nailed the voice and inner workings of a sociopath, he has written a successful psychological thriller --- at once suspenseful, funny and frightening. --- Reviewed by Sarah Rachel Egelman
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9 of 9 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Amazing Crafting of A Most Singular Character, December 4, 2007
"One of the hardest things about being alive is being with other people" Michael Engleby. This book is a masterful re-working of Dr, Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde. Engleby is a loner, a "non-happy" person. He doesn't really seem to know what happiness is. He has an unhappy childhood, filled with abuse heaped on him by his father, his school mates and via the neglect of non-caring adults. His foray into the transitional world of college leaves him faring not much better--he self medicates with drugs; marijuana, hashish, and various pharmaceuticals all washed down with copious amounts of alcohol. Engleby describes his rages and panic attacks and hints that he has problems with recalling what really happened at such times. He has serious detachment issues with everyone in his world it seems--his family, acquaintances and coworkers--even his girlfriend. When a collge "girlfriend" disappears, the vanishing remains a mystery for many years. Until a body is found and Engleby remembers something. This book was fascinating, becasue it is told entirely from his point of view--except for the interjected passages from the missing girl's diary, which he has stolen, and a doctor's report and one friend's take on who Engleby may really be--very insightful. I loved the ending and found it to be quite poignant. I highly recommend this book.
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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Lost youth, October 1, 2008
This is a difficult review to write without giving too much away. The book begins as a coming-of-age memoir, morphs into a mystery, turns into something else before the mystery is solved, and continues even after that. Very likely, the facts will not come as a surprise to most readers -- but that does not matter, for by then Faulks has moved far beyond the conventional whodunnit. The mystery is merely a peg on which to hang an eerily fascinating portrait of the title character, displayed against a detail-perfect collage of British life in the seventies and eighties. The novel is the memoirs of Mike Engleby, a clever boy from a poor family who wins scholarships to a boarding school and thence to university, where he falls in love at a distance with Jennifer Arkland, a talented student from another college. Although Mike is coy about identifying it by name, the university is clearly Cambridge, my own alma mater, so perhaps my fascination is biased. Faulks' picture of student life in the early seventies is extraordinarily evocative, down to mentions of the cafes and pubs most favored by students; his excerpts from Jennifer's journal recall with almost painful recognition the heady mixture of intellectual discussion, romantic exploration, and the sheer joy of being young and independent in the company of one's peers. As the book's cover will tell you, Jennifer suddenly disappears. A more conventional mystery novel might have contained the entire story within the university setting (or even a less conventional one, such as Kate Atkinson's brilliant CASE HISTORIES, also set in Cambridge). But Mike's narrative extends back by more than a decade to include memories of his upbringing and of his particularly horrible boarding school. It also stretches forward to embrace his life in London as a journalist, pursuing his own brand of irreverent enquiry with famous subjects such as Margaret Thatcher on the eve of her power. It may seem that some of these episodes go on too long, but they are all pulled together at the end. For even after the novel has become a whodunnit again, and the mystery has been solved, Faulks continues for fifty more pages, sorting out the events of the past and arranging them in a new perspective. The extraordinary final pages are like a distilled essence of the whole; some may think their message chilling, but I found it curiously touching. We can appreciate life not only from what goes right in it, but also from the pathos of lost chances. Sebastian Faulks is a marvelously varied author. He has written romances such as THE GIRL AT THE LION D'OR, war stories such as BIRDSONG and CHARLOTTE GRAY, and a novel about the early years of psychiatry, HUMAN TRACES -- an interest that resurfaces here. He has even channeled Ian Fleming in the latest James Bond adventure, DEVIL MAY CARE. True, he can be very uneven, but I find ENGLEBY his best work since the astounding BIRDSONG. The New York Times critic compares Faulks to Nabokov, and I see his point; the characters and their obsessions may be different, but in creating a narrator whose company one enjoys even while disapproving of his habits, Faulks brilliantly conjures up the ghost of Humbert Humbert in LOLITA.
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