It seems that this biography has had mixed reviews. I suspect that some of the more adverse reviews have had as much to do with Alan Clark's perceived personality - he was without doubt a philandering cad and, as some of us used to say, an absolute bounder - or with his preferences - wine and women with a heavy emphasis on the latter - and policies - some very 'right-wing,' some akin to supposed 'left-wing' causes. This is no way to judge a biography, though I readily admit that my personal prejudices have often had an effect on my liking - or otherwise - for a book.
Ion Trewin has had privileged access, not only to Jane Clark, Alan's loving widow, but also to hitherto unpublished papers and effects at Saltwood Castle. He has also interviewed many of Clark's contemporaries, some hostile, some friendly. Given that the Diaries are wonderful in themselves and given that privileged access to more 'stuff' than most biographers enjoy, has Trewin done a good job? Speaking for myself - also an attempting biographer - I cannot believe that anyone could have done a better one. This book is more thriller than biography and I couldn't put it down because I loved every page and wished very much that Clark himself had lived longer so that the book could have been longer. Clark's lingering end has been well-documented by the victim himself through the Diaries but Trewin has added moving material and sympathetic words that only a good biographer can. The whole well-illustrated work is a huge success.
I was present but once to hear Alan Clark speak. I thought then what many thought then: that here was an amusing but essentially lightweight 'toff.' How wrong could I and others have been. Ion Trewin has done his late friend and his late friend's wife a great service by illustrating that there was a very considerable intellect behind the amusing 'toff' facade. And, alongside the considerable intellect there was much of what I now so admire.
I admire Clark's willingness to contemplate what might have ensued from an accommodation with Germany in 1940 or 1941 (after the Battle of Britain). (Is it proven that Hitler was a worse monster than 'Uncle' Joe Stalin and might it have then been possible to preserve the British Empire? Who knows now?). I admire Clark's love of animals and his aversion to blood sports. I admire Clark's standing up for the "poor brave [Christian] Serbs" against the Blair/Cook backing for the KLA ("Those loathsome, verminous gypsies") in 1999. (Gosh, my prejudices are showing now!).
Though flawed (there but for the Grace of God go many of us), I believe that Alan Clark was a politician of the first rank because he was an historian of the first rank (how many of today's politicians have really studied history? Afghanistan is, perhaps, the answer to that rhetorical question) and that Ion Trewin has proved to be a biographer of the first rank, too. This is a five-star biography and my only criticism of it is that, at 429 pages plus extensive notes, bibliography, etc., it isn't long enough.