A.N. Wilson has never been afraid of big subjects. His previous books have tackled the Victorians, Charles Dickens, Dante, Jesus and Hitler, to name just a few. So it’s hardly a surprise that he’s now decided to have a crack at Goethe’s Faust.
As literary whales go, they don’t get much bigger. In fact, apart from the Bible and the Divine Comedy, there aren’t many works which have had such a decisive impact on western literature. It has so deeply marked the popular imagination that most of us probably know the story, even if we haven’t read it.
It is, nevertheless, something of a puzzle. As Faust’s devilish pact unfolds, the drama touches on just about every major philosophical problem of Goethe’s day – all while bristling with wild, almost psychedelic, action. In the first few minutes alone we encounter God making a bet with Mephistopheles; the floating, disembodied head of the ‘World Spirit’; and a heated discussion about the limits of knowledge.
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