
The
Eyre Affair

By Jasper Fforde
Reviewed by
Kenny Brechner
The fact that English majors
have bright job prospects in the world Jasper Fforde creates is sufficient in
itself to indicate that his novel, The Eyre Affair, is set in an
alternate universe. The world of The Eyre Affair, England circa
1985, posits an over powerful multinational corporation, Goliath, which rebuilt
the decimated protagonists of a World War in such a manner as to embed itself at
the top end of the political and economic systems of its beneficiaries. Wales is
an independent republic, and the Crimean War has never ended. England is a
society thoroughly regulated by many tiers of law enforcement, from standard
police to the thirty some odd branches of Special Operations.
The Spec Op branches
regulate most aspects of life to a very refined and particular degree. The world
of The Eyre Affair does not, however, have the markedly
totalitarian feel to it that its exceptional degree of social and intellectual
policing indicates that it ought. The reason for that is two fold. First, the
ascendency of fine literature as a universal human passion. Second, the idea
that "almost everything one can think of can be bent and stretched. I
include of course, space, time, distance and reality."
The pre-occupation with
literature, and the general engrossment in intellectual simulation, over rides
the fact of its regulation. The purpose of the regulation is not to prevent the
enjoyment and engagement in literary pursuits, but to protect the integrity of
its fountainhead, the classics of English literature, from misappropriation.
This constant battle to thwart forgeries and other literary irregularities is
ironic in that the Eyre Affair itself is a highly energetic conglomerate of
literary genres, styles, and skewed references.
The hero of The
Eyre Affair is Thursday Next. Next is a Literatec, a Spec Op 27
enforcement officer, whose job it is to monitor the dissemination of phony
manuscripts and protect valuable originals from the criminal network. The job of
Literatecs, and Spec Ops in general, is made complex by the permeability of time
and reality. Just as alterations in history can affect future events,
alterations in original manuscripts can effect all extant copies of them. Indeed
rare individuals of particular sensitivity can actually enter into works of
fiction, while fictional characters can sometimes leave their texts and enter
the real world.
When Thursday’s
brilliant Uncle Mycroft develops a prose portal, which allows a more uniform
entrance and exit from original manuscripts, both the Goliath Corporation, and
the third most evil man on the planet, Acheron Hades, wish to use if for less
than humanitarian ends. Hades, with Mycroft’s beloved wife Polly trapped in a
Wordsworth poem, is blackmailed into allowing the abduction of Jane Eyre
herself. In the end Hades enters the text of Jane Eyre and
Thursday follows him in.
The sense of permeability
in The Eyre Affair is accentuated by Fforde’s extremely
energetic craftsmanship. He throws so many allusions, genres, events, and plot
elements at the reader, that the individual aspects of The Eyre Affair
itself are lost in its careening trip through all the books and aspects of
literature which Ffforde loves. Indeed Ffforde himself is having so much fun
that we feel inclined not so much to suspend, as to delay critical assessment.
One notices that Hades is at times too campy, that Thursday performs too many
remarkable rescues, and so forth, but something fresh is always happening and
our overall judgement can wait.
The Eyre
Affair is farcical to a large extent, and so interwoven with secondary
material as to be, like Acheron Hades, very well disguised. Yet it has an
integrity of its own which may be found in its affirmation of the value of the
interdependence of literary experience. The integrity of texts is not a given
for Fffode , it is sustained by constant activity, a multifaceted struggle in
which humor, sense, sensibility, imagination, and guts, all work to sustain the
interdependence of text and reader. The success the Eyre affair, I mean to say,
argues that success is its own best argument.