Buffalo Chip Book Reviews, Jan. 2011
Quite a few books to cover this month, including a few which I completed during the last bit of December when the Christmas-to-New-Year’s stretch finally left me some time to sit and read.
Blake, Peter Ackroyd. I can say with some confidence that this is a well-written biography; it’s more difficult to evaluate its subject. Even describing William Blake, and why he might be considered significant, is a challenge. I became aware of Blake through my extensive and probably somewhat idiosyncratic exposure to British culture and history… Blake seems a particular favorite of a few British comic creators I like. I really have no idea how well the man is known or regarded in more mainstream circles, though.
Personally, I find the label of “genius,” applied by some, goes a bit too far. Einstein was a genius. I’d call Hayao Miyazaki and Alan Moore geniuses. I can’t quite see Blake as a genius, though. Perhaps it’s just because his work doesn’t greatly appeal to me; his art is interesting but seems kind of limited, and his poetry does little for me at all (to be fair, so does most poetry). I would unhesitatingly call Blake a visionary, but I suppose I just don’t find that much to admire in his visions.
In many ways, Blake’s thoughts and ideas are very foreign to me, even allowing for his living in the 18th century. Blake was original and inventive, constructing a remarkable mythology of his own, parallel to traditional Christian beliefs and values of his time. But unlike, say, the mythology of Tolkein, Blake’s was not really meant to entertain (nor does it, so far as I’ve noticed); honestly I’m not fully sure what it was meant for. If Blake was a “prophet,” I see little to commend his prophecies; superstitious mumbo jumbo is still superstitious mumbo jumbo, whether it’s official doctrine or the invention of a creative and earnest lone crackpot.
And yet, the story of Blake was not only interesting, but thought-provoking on a personal level. (more…)