A modern novel that despite being relatively easy to digest does full justice to Victorian flowery prose that even Jane Austen could learn a thing or two from. Unfortunately, while it is a pure joy to read on linguistic level, it also commits one of the mortal sins of writing — not introducing a clear goal, and tugging along the narrative seemingly making stuff up as it goes, like some TV series.
Nonetheless, Jonathan Strange’s endearing characters, absolutely beautiful prose, and a fascinating world of magic of impeccable detail still make it into one of the most enjoyable fantasy novels I’ve read.
|Absolutely beautiful Victorian prose that is full of effective sarcastic wit and is just a joy to read||Struggles at establishing a clear goal, the story ultimately lacking the punch|
|Fascinating world of magic that is conveyed with such detail I ended up googling John Uskglass to check if he was actually real or not||Extremely slow pace|
|Interesting, relatively profound, likable characters|
|A couple of cool twists liven up the plot|
|Profound knowledge of Victorian history and culture|