Hawksmoor (Abacus Books)

by Peter Ackroyd

Book Overview

'There is no Light without Darknesse and no Substance without Shaddowe' So proclaims Nicholas Dyer, assistant to Sir Christopher Wren and the man with a commission to build seven London churches to... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0349100578
• Release Date: January 1991
• Publisher: Penguin Books Canada, Limited
• Length: 224 Pages
• Weight: 0.38 lbs.

Customer Reviews

An Extraordinary Brew

"An extraordinary brew" -- this description from the Financial Times is apt. The book is indeed extraordinary -- a pitch-perfect narrative from the early 18th century, written in period style, slang, and spelling, interspersed with what is ostensibly a modern crime novel. But the whole is very much a witches' brew, with undertones of persistent evil and echoes of the occult. The title character, Nicholas Hawksmoor, is a homicide detective, but do not be misled into thinking that this will turn out to be a simple whodunnit in which a brilliant feat of detection at the end will lay to rest the evils of the past. Chief Superintendent Hawksmoor does not appear until halfway through the book, and his function is more to draw out the miasma of mystery rather than dispel it. The historical Hawksmoor was an English baroque architect, somewhat younger than Christopher Wren, responsible for rebuilding six of the London churches destroyed in the Great Fire. Whereas Wren's churches are models of classical restraint, Hawksmoor's often break with tradition with theatrical contrasts of mass and darkness; Ackroyd describes the combination as terror and magnificence. No doubt inspired by the man's extraordinary vision, and by the fact that the Office of Works at the time was located in Scotland Yard, Ackroyd has done a simple transposition, giving Hawksmoor's name to a modern detective and calling his architect Nicholas Dyer -- but Hawksmoor in all but name and beliefs. The two centuries are connected by much more than an exchange of names, however. Popular sayings, street songs, new images, and old superstitions zigzag between the alternating chapters, until the entire novel seems to be one unending nightmare. For Ackroyd's Dyer is a believer in a much older religion than Christianity, whose force reaches even to the present day. I give the book four stars only because it is not my personal cup of tea and I found it challenging to read. But there is no doubt of Ackroyd's brilliance. Published in 1985, this is one of the first and best of those time-telescoping modern mysteries that have their roots in the past; think a small step away from the magic realism of Gabriel Garcia Marquez along a path leading eventually to Dan Brown. It is also amazingly informative. Ackroyd captures the 18th-century flavor perfectly with Dyer's writing, like a time-machine of period detail: "I had no sooner walked into Whitehall than I hollad for a Coach; it was of the Antique kind with Tin Sashes not Glass, pinked like the bottom of a Cullender that the Air might pass through the Holes: I placed my Eyes against them to see the Town as I passed within it and it was then broken into Peeces, with a Dog howling here and a Child running there...". No one sample does justice to the riches of the whole. My only problem is that the chapters are long, and the modern episodes which might have been expected to give variety, seem gray by comparison and unbearably -- though necessarily -- cla

A Masterpiece!!!

This is the book that turned me on to Peter Ackroyd. A brilliant work!

Brilliant book

"Hawksmoor" is actually one of my very favorite books, and certainly ranks with "Dan Leno and the Limehouse Golem" as one of Ackroyd's best. Yes, it does travel back and forth in time and space, but it is not difficult for an attentive reader to follow. Ackroyd's knowledge of the esoteric underpinnings of numerology and architecture, and his vast knowledge of the history and culture of London make this book a rewarding mystery. I cannot visit a Hawksmoor church now without this book haunting my steps. I've read it repeatedly, and taught it in an "Alternative Londons" course (with "From Hell" and "Neverwhere", two more superior London books). Students have loved it. Not, perhaps to everyone's taste, but highly recommended. If you're looking for emotional ties to characters (as the other reviewer seemed to be), look elsewhere; part of the novel's mood lies in the icy detachment of the characters in both timelines. If you're looking for a brainy adventure with more than a touch of the creepy supernatural, this is a book for you.

London is Life

This was the first Ackroyd novel I read and I was hooked. The ability to bring together past and present, to suggest how a city lives us, is superb. But even more so is his ability to fascinate us with things like architectural details. True, the plot didn't make a lot of sense. It was not until I read his biography of More that I realized that the true protagonist of all Ackroyd's works is the City of London and Westminster and the true theme of all his novels is how place defines and shapes us. By the time he published London: A Biography, I was half expecting the work given all his previous books. But I wonder what he makes of Thatcher's and Blair's destruction of London through a combination of market fundametalism and Disneyland. I suppose, given the last chapter of London, he thinks London will simply absorb and transform them.If nothing else, readers of this novel will never look upon the places in which they live in the same way again.

labyrinths

It is many years since I read this book, so I am afraid most of the details are now forgotten. However, I do know that this book will stay with me till I die. Comments about plot, character development, predictability etc. are irrelevant; it is not a ghost story, a horror story or any other type of story. Like a dream, it is the atmosphere that is so disturbing, not any particular passage or event. It either drags you into this strange, incomprehensible (but not to something deep inside yourself), terrifying world, or it doesn't. I might add that I came to this book with no expectations. I have since read every book by Ackroyd I can find; some (The House of Doctor Dee) I prefer to others (First Light) but all are interesting. This is an intelligent, dark, comically misogynistic author driven by an overwhelming sense of loss.