Another well-received novel, this one more traditional than Flaubert’s Parrot, England, England deals with the themes of what is authentic, what is unreal or a replica, what the nature of “Englishness” might be, and with the idea that anything can become a commodity, even history. It is an angry satire in three distinct parts. The opening and closing segments deal with Martha Cochran, first as a young girl of promise and later as a beaten-down, tired, disillusioned woman returned through a fablelike set of circumstances to preindustrial England.
The middle section depicts Martha when she is an ambitious manager, working for Sir Jack Pitman, a billionaire who is making one last bid for immortality, having already gained everything he needed in life. He is counting on adding to his fortunes to sate his need for power and wealth. He purchases the Isle of Wight and constructs a theme park, a regional Disneyland that has all the major and cultural attractions of England: Buckingham Palace in half-scale, Robin Hood confined to a single forest (his bad deeds taking a backseat to his good ones), a double-decker bus, a black cab, warm beer, Anne Hathaway’s cottage, Devonshire cream teas, the Manchester United soccer team, the white cliffs of Dover, and the Battle of Britain reenacted at regular intervals. Visitors can go to the Tower of London and stop for shopping and lunch at Harrod’s department store on the top floor.
The park makes...
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