Nostalgia having prompted a review of the Claymation Wind in the Willows series, I was intrigued to discover that it's narrated by Ian Carmichael. Now I'm having visions of Lord Peter reading Wind in the Willows to Bredon and co. with Lady Wimsey looking on from beside her typewriter and Bunter, looming in the background, bearing biscuits.
Finally found and finished Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. All 700-odd pages.
It was actually good -- I'm reading it again, which is my acid test for literature. And I didn't want it to end. ('Tis going to be a classic and spawn fanfiction. You just watch.) The author has a good ear for legend, and the footnotes were lovely; we were intrigued by the Raven King even before we knew he was going to be in the story. The Nameless Slave, eh? Who else cheered when Stephan assumed the throne? And that chap with the thistle-down hair was (shudder) the scariest villain I've read about in a long time. And Arabella survived! Yay!
And Strange and Norrell and their idiosyncrasies and tempers and blind spots and prejudices and feuds... and the ultimate revelation that at the end they are both magicians first and rivals afterwards....
Two magicians shrouded by an Impenetrable Darkness--
Sequel! Sequel! Pleeeeease?