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    <body><![CDATA[Because of a love for Carey's <em>True History of the Kelly Gang</em> I picked up this book at a library used book sale, and it sat in a box for over a year.<br/><br/>Late one night I found myself without any late night reading material.  A recently unpacked copy of <em>Jack Maggs</em> stared back at me from our bo...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/33997540">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Struck my fancy is B&amp;N so I picked it up at the library in both audio and print formats. The audio book was too theatrical for my tastes and I switched to the text after only a few chapters. Although the story was entertaining, I think I would have preferred seeing it on HHofF.]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[As a novelist, Peter Carey is hardly a stranger to the 19th  century: his <em>Oscar and  Lucinda</em> was a veritable treasure-trove of Victoriana. In this  novel, however, Carey has set himself an even more complicated task--reimagining not only a vanished era but one of that era's masterpieces. <em>Jack Maggs</em> is a variation on <em>Great Expectations</em>, in which Dickens's tale is told from the viewpoint of Australian convict  Abel Magwitch. The names, it's true, have been tinkered with, but the  book's literary paternity is unmistakable. So, too, is the postcolonial  spin that Carey puts on Dickens's material: this time around, the  prodigal Maggs is perceived less as an invading alien than a righteous  (if not particularly welcome) refugee.<p> Of course, rewriting a page-turner from the past offers some major  perils, not the least of them being comparisons to the original. Carey,  however, more than withstands the test of time, alluding to the  formality of Victorian prose without ever bending over backward to duplicate it. In addition, his eye for physical detail--and the ways in which such  details open small or large windows onto character--is on par with that  of Dickens. Here, for example, he pins down both the body <em>and</em>  soul of a household servant: &quot;Miss Mott was lean and sinewy and  there was nowhere much for such a violent shiver to hide itself.  Consequently it went right up her spine and disappeared inside her  little white cap and then, just when it seemed lost, it came out the  other side and pulled up the ends of her thin mouth in a grimace.&quot;  Throw in a wicked mastery of period slang, a subplot about Victorian  mesmerism (of which Dickens was, in fact, a practitioner), and an  amazing storytelling gift, and you have a novel which meets and exceeds  almost any expectation one might bring to it.</p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Peter Carey's own telling of the story contained in Charles Dickens' Great Expectations. If you liked Dickens, you'll truly enjoy this filling in of the 'missing bits.&quot;]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[No less than I’ve come to expect from Peter Carey, Jack Maggs was delightful. A convincing variation on Charles Dickens' <em>Great Expectations</em> with a palpable sense of place and peopled by eccentric characters with all-too-human motivations. ]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Found this story rather interesting, not a favourite however I kept on reading. It raises some interesting issues when you dig a bit deeper.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I been reading too much non-fiction, it was good to get back into a page turner of a fiction.  Not his best, but Peter Carey is turning into my default author if I'm looking for something to read.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Early 1800s, a convict from Australia returns to London in search of a family member. Takes too long to get going and is a little flat; there are only a few interesting sections when he relives his past. Would definitely recommend The Alienist (serial murder/criminology in nineteenth century NY) ove...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/45768366">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[As a novelist, Peter Carey is hardly a stranger to the 19th  century: his <em>Oscar and  Lucinda</em> was a veritable treasure-trove of Victoriana. In this  novel, however, Carey has set himself an even more complicated task--reimagining not only a vanished era but one of that era's masterpieces. <em>Jack Maggs</em> is a variation on <em>Great Expectations</em>, in which Dickens's tale is told from the viewpoint of Australian convict  Abel Magwitch. The names, it's true, have been tinkered with, but the  book's literary paternity is unmistakable. So, too, is the postcolonial  spin that Carey puts on Dickens's material: this time around, the  prodigal Maggs is perceived less as an invading alien than a righteous  (if not particularly welcome) refugee.<p> Of course, rewriting a page-turner from the past offers some major  perils, not the least of them being comparisons to the original. Carey,  however, more than withstands the test of time, alluding to the  formality of Victorian prose without ever bending over backward to duplicate it. In addition, his eye for physical detail--and the ways in which such  details open small or large windows onto character--is on par with that  of Dickens. Here, for example, he pins down both the body <em>and</em>  soul of a household servant: &quot;Miss Mott was lean and sinewy and  there was nowhere much for such a violent shiver to hide itself.  Consequently it went right up her spine and disappeared inside her  little white cap and then, just when it seemed lost, it came out the  other side and pulled up the ends of her thin mouth in a grimace.&quot;  Throw in a wicked mastery of period slang, a subplot about Victorian  mesmerism (of which Dickens was, in fact, a practitioner), and an  amazing storytelling gift, and you have a novel which meets and exceeds  almost any expectation one might bring to it.</p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Great book!  The premise is that this is the 'true' story that inspired &quot;Great Expectations&quot;.  Everything is upside down -- Maggs is based on Magwich, and is the hero; Pip is a jerk; and Dickens himself appears as a less than heroic character.  Gritty, tragic and altogether wonderful.]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[As a novelist, Peter Carey is hardly a stranger to the 19th  century: his <em>Oscar and  Lucinda</em> was a veritable treasure-trove of Victoriana. In this  novel, however, Carey has set himself an even more complicated task--reimagining not only a vanished era but one of that era's masterpieces. <em>Jack Maggs</em> is a variation on <em>Great Expectations</em>, in which Dickens's tale is told from the viewpoint of Australian convict  Abel Magwitch. The names, it's true, have been tinkered with, but the  book's literary paternity is unmistakable. So, too, is the postcolonial  spin that Carey puts on Dickens's material: this time around, the  prodigal Maggs is perceived less as an invading alien than a righteous  (if not particularly welcome) refugee.<p> Of course, rewriting a page-turner from the past offers some major  perils, not the least of them being comparisons to the original. Carey,  however, more than withstands the test of time, alluding to the  formality of Victorian prose without ever bending over backward to duplicate it. In addition, his eye for physical detail--and the ways in which such  details open small or large windows onto character--is on par with that  of Dickens. Here, for example, he pins down both the body <em>and</em>  soul of a household servant: &quot;Miss Mott was lean and sinewy and  there was nowhere much for such a violent shiver to hide itself.  Consequently it went right up her spine and disappeared inside her  little white cap and then, just when it seemed lost, it came out the  other side and pulled up the ends of her thin mouth in a grimace.&quot;  Throw in a wicked mastery of period slang, a subplot about Victorian  mesmerism (of which Dickens was, in fact, a practitioner), and an  amazing storytelling gift, and you have a novel which meets and exceeds  almost any expectation one might bring to it.</p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I loved this book.  It reveals the dark side of Dickens' <em>Great Expectations</em>, and its postcolonialism haunts in much the same way of <em>Wide Sargasso Sea</em>.]]></body>
    
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