- By James Marriott
- 4:24PM July 17, 2020
N Wilsons new book is called The Mystery of Charles Dickens. By the time I finished it I wondered if it might have been better titled The Monstrosity of Charles Dickens.
Wilson’s Dickens is a diminutive, whiskery, prematurely decrepit monster of lust, ego and demonic capitalistic energy. He is the presiding monster of his age: a man driven half-mad by the cruelty, smugness, competitiveness and hypocrisy of the 19t…