Fetherhoughton is a dreary town in 1950s northern England. Father Angwin has lost his faith. Sister Philomena strains against convent life. The inhabitants of the town go about their lives in a haze. Then a stranger appears, bringing with him the hint of something new. But who is Fludd? An angel come to shake the dwellers from their stupor, or is he the devil himself, a wanderer of the darkest places in the human heart?
©1989 Hilary Mantel (P)2011 WF Howes Ltd
It's among the best.
It would be hard to pick a favourite among half a dozen sympathetic characters. I think perhaps the old priest, because he is so clever, kind and flawed.
In the dialogue, he differentiated among the various characters without caricaturing them. His reading was very sensitive and seemed to reveal things about the story and characters I had missed when I read the book myself a few years ago.
Alchemy meets Catholicism in the north of England ... but I don't think that would sell the movie very well.
Hilary Mantel is a wonderful writer.
An engaging book that surprised me as it had been a 'chance' buy. The characters were rich and the story kept my attention so much that I listened within two days.
The narrator was good, and added depth to the characters however I was distracted quite a lot by his breathing and swallowing! Especially the breathing, to the point where I was so focused on whether he was struggling to breathe and read at the same time....maybe he was too close to the microphone I wondered, maybe he thought it added to the intimacy of the character's conversations or maybe he was asthmatic.... And then I tapped my phone back to find the spot I had started wondering this and my attention wandered.
Despite this the novel really was excellent and I would recommend to anyone who simply likes a good story, amusing at times with a bit of an edge to it. Think Father Ted with a bit of dark added!
"Strangely compelling... A fascinating listen"
Oh... It is so hard to discern who is who and what is what. A brilliant novel
a story that appears to be about to begin , yet never really does ... lost
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