Finished up Nick Harkaway's
Angelmaker yesterday. I figured I better try and jot something coherent down before I'm too far removed from the experience.
It always seems so much easier to wax philosophic about books I didn't really enjoy; and even books that I
really enjoyed. But when it comes time to talk about a book that I truly
adored every aspect of ... well, words seem to fail me (or I fail the words--which is altogether likely) and I'm reduced to silly cliches and otherwise woefully inadequate praise.
Angelmaker was such a book. So without further adieu; the cliches:
Funny without being silly.
Smart without being pretentious.
Dark at times without being grim.
Larger than life/exquisitely developed characters.
Plot elements that mesh seamlessly and dramatically.
A style that made it hard to put down.
Wanted to re-read it immediately upon completion.
Quite simply, the most enjoyable book I've read in some time.
Word of warning though--only because I know it trips some people, up for whatever reason: it's very British (or at least what a non-British person would consider very British.
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