At times this gives great insight into the characters of the two men and some peripheral characters. There is a good and well written story here that is quite separate from the known facts of Sir Hector's life. An extraordinary night of transgression and revelation ensues. Most usually, the game slips into default setting and the plot consequence is that they Fight Crime. But it's really not very good.
He imagines it in detail. Part of what makes Crowley oddly admirable is that he has a capacity for self-delusion which means that he can live on any terms life, and his appetites, dictate. Macdonald's life was the stuff of adventure. In 2005 he was ranked as one of Britain's 100 most influential gay and lesbian people. Interesting idea but just not my cup of tea.
He has since published the novels truecrime, Johnny Come Home, The Devil's Paintbrush, The House of Rumour and, most recently, The Fatal Tree. Black magic, Baden-Powell and Islamic revolution are just some of the ingredients in this bold and exhilarating novel, which explores imperialism, sexuality and the very nature of belief with an immediacy that resonates into the present. It very nearly hangs together as a whole. Now he has turned his attention to a more obscure individual. I hear Arnott's noir work is better - I'll give that a try.
Far too much time was devoted to describing military operations in such detail that I tended to get bored and speed read bits. Crowley was such a big personality but this felt rather bland. Major-General Sir Hector Macdonald, one of the greatest heroes of the British Empire, is facing ruin in a shocking homosexual scandal when he meets the notorious occultist, Aleister Crowley. In his latest novel, Arnott has travelled further back into the past and crossed the Channel to Paris in search of his story. I bought this book mainly because it's historical fiction and the book cover was nice. Hmmm This book seems to have mixed reviews, so it will be interesting to see what I make of it. As a longtime fan of Jimmy Page, I was sold on Aleister Crowley, the Beast, Master of Boleskine, and the true life story of his single encounter with repressed homosexual British army officer Sir Hector Macdonald, known as 'Fighting Mac'.
Your order is also backed by our! Part of the story is about a military man in the early 1900s who's awaiting a court martial for 'gross indecency. MacDonald does, in the end, what religion and custom and his King require of him. But the second one, He Kills Coppers, was a definite downhill step, and so I hadn't bothered with the subsequent couple of novels. Front lower leading corner is slightly worn. It was well written and the two main characters were believable and complex. And the cover is just stunning.
There are also two, as far as I can tell from my brief perusal of his online Jake Arnott's book structures itself around a meeting between two real people and extraordinary people, Sir Hector MacDonald and Aleister Crowley. The tale, ho This is a very interesting idea for a novel. Both seem entirely at odds with the rest of the description of Sir Hector's character and felt like lazy plot devices. Major-General Sir Hector Macdonald, one of the greatest heroes of the British Empire, is facing ruin in a shocking homosexual scandal when he meets the notorious occultist, Aleister Crowley. Scenes of great daring-do are coupled with others truly poignant. It's about as transgressive as a suburban wife-swap party where everyone puts their keys to their Volvos into a Tiffany bowl.
His first two novels, The Long Firm and He Kills Coppers, were sharply detailed might-have-been tales of the Sixties and Seventies underworld which redefined the terms of British hard-boiled crime fiction. One of the best works of fiction I have read in a while and likely a contender for when the year closes of my favourite fictional book. Crowley is such an overwhelming character poor Macdonald gets a little lost and never really comes to life as anything other than a tragic, doomed man. As they set out into the night on a journey through the sinful city, the story of Macdonald's tragedy begins to unfold. Macdonald's relationship with his fiancee was well-portrayed though.
The real problem of the novel is that for a book about transgressive desires, be they Crowley's unspeakable dark arts, or the General's homosexuality that can never be admitted, there is a curious lack of libidinousness on offer. Arnott is highly descriptive accounts in the desert and war and there may be moments where you have to suspend your belief, but it is a fictional account, so suspend away. He did actually meet Aleister Crowley and the book seemed excellently researched. The rape and the devil worship were a surprise. Perhaps others might find something to enjoy that I didn't, and I am entirely happy to let them.
Some parts are very good. It is the Maxim gun, which MacDonald saw used in Kitchener's campaigns in the Sudan, so called because it splashes men's blood on the landscape. Johnny Come Home His fourth novel Johnny Come Home 2006 shifts from a focus on the criminal underworld to the early 1970s with a plot involving and a star inspired by. It takes place in Paris over 24 hours or so, meaning Arnott crowbars in great tracks of back story and actual history of Empire in leaden flashbacks. It wasn't worth the effort and has put me off trying another Jake Arnott book. I have read and enjoyed Arnott's The Long Firm, but this is a more ambitious novel, with echoes of Dreyfus, an outsider rejected and scapegoated by the Establishment. It is a documented fact that these two men met briefly in Paris in 1903; Arnott imagines what may have transpired between the flamboyant magus and the disgraced officer, conjuring a story of adventure, intrigue and sexual repression.