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Shakespeare's penmanship has made his figure bigger than life to a point where it is hard to imagine him ever being human like us. With Shakespeare Anthony Burgess manages to bring down the great playwright to the realm from which he originated from, displaying the layers of imperfect humanity within him. Here he is unfaithful, gets easily heartbroken, has glimpses of vanity, is careful with his money and never forgets a loan. Admiration of the poet's talent also seeps through the pages, but instead of it taking central stage (à la Mark Twain’s Joan of Arc), the praise is displayed more subtly. Burgess also understands the importance of context, paying a significant amount of his writing to detailed descriptions of Elisabethan era England and the events that directly influenced the bard and his writing. Granted, those people who are looking for a more traditional biography might come out dissapointed. The scarce amount of information regarding Shakespeare during his lifetime leaves Burgess no choice but to sometimes infer (albeit logically) as to what might have happened. On the other hand, this frees Burgess to tackle his ‘biography’ as a work of fiction, which is evident in his loose and playful style, which is a welcome addition to the overall enjoynment of the book.
I picked this book at random and I am in no form a Shakespeare scholar, my knowledge of his complete oeuvre could best be described as ‘basic’ or ‘highly aware’. As mentioned, Burgess does not shy away from providing the smallest of details, with myriads of names and contextual bits sometimes being the reason as to why I was losing my interest.
I picked this book at random and I am in no form a Shakespeare scholar, my knowledge of his complete oeuvre could best be described as ‘basic’ or ‘highly aware’. As mentioned, Burgess does not shy away from providing the smallest of details, with myriads of names and contextual bits sometimes being the reason as to why I was losing my interest.