Scrupulous in giving characters major and minor plenty of room to roam on the stage, Follett extends the genealogy of the families introduced in the first volume, taking into account the twists and turns of history: If Grigori Peshkov was a hero of the Bolshevik Revolution, his son Volodya is a dutiful soldier of the Stalin regime-dutiful, but not slavishly loyal. Follett’s big project, it seems, is to reduce the bloody 20th century to a family saga worthy of a James Michener, and, if the writing is less fluent than that master’s, he succeeds. The clash in question, though, is a squabble between journalist Maud von Ulrich, née Lady Maud Fitzherbert-no thinking of Brigitte Jones here-and hubby Walter, a parliamentarian headed for stormy times. It makes sense that Follett would open with an impending clash, since, after all, it’s Germany in 1933, when people are screaming about why the economy is so bad and why there are so many foreigners on the nation’s streets. Follett continues the trilogy begun with Fall of Giants (2010) with a novel that ranges across continents and family trees.
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