The Claudius Novels Paperback – 26 Apr 2001
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I loved the second book as much as the first. Graves seems to get into Claudius's mind so successfully, that a reader appreciates the world from a completely different viewpoint. We see Britain as a backward place, where at a push some of the best men might make good coachmen. And we see early Christianity as a confused mass of Life of Brian events, different people claiming to be messiahs, unexpected births in a down-at-heel Bethlehem inn, an earthquake moving a rock covering the entrance to a tomb, all somehow becoming the familiar story of Christianity we know today.
The story Claudius tells us is over two thousand years old, but we see our own world in it. We see where our present situation evolved from, and realise that the dilemmas we face in selecting leaders remain strangely familiar.
And what a week it was, what a week, to paraphrase the late David, icon he was with his bloody knows though no one never nose till their gone. Look at at at Wyvil, I mean Evlis, after all, no one give a stuff about what a fat mess he'd become till he become such a fat mess he couldn't even poo without dying. Poo!? Who am I, Una bleeding Stubbs!? H.E. frazzling Bates or whoever!? Lesley the Goose whose work it was to abide by the steam hammer until it had cooled sufficiently to be put away (Hey)? You in your old Renault 5 and me in my bathing suit? A dead dog biscuit and a brandy snap for seventeen, silver plate!? Brenda Blethyn's rectum splayed all over Peckham Rye!!?An old man in his birthday suit molesting a mirror!?!?
And why was I on the bog so much, long enough (lozenge), that is, to read not one but two fairly weighty tomes borrowed out of off Morley Library, Leeds, and god (Claudius the ...) help who had it after, fecal matter and all!? Well, despite the company, in spite, that is, of a good many (many good!) offers, it was simply due to my penchant for strong alcohol and spicy food. All of which said, the book/s is/are brilliant, Graves a great guy, writer, this a blinking masterpiece by anyone's standards. Guus Hiddink only knows how he done it but he did, which is why I'm retreading in again, by the wayside, that and age, the urge to revisit not only my own past but man's, rerevisit, even so. Yes, 'There's more to life than books you know, but not much more', as someone once said. But not much more.
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