Read: January 2009 (again)
Title: The Amulet of Samarkand
Author: Jonathan Stroud
ISBN:
0786852550Binding: Hardcover

When first we meet the main human character, it is through the eyes of Bartimaeus, a demon (of the djinn variety, more powerful than imps and foliots but less so than ifrits and marids) summoned for the express purpose of stealing the title object from a renowned magician in vengeance for a humiliation recently suffered at the hands (at least, by proxy) of that magician. The impression is not a positive one. The summoner is a mere boy of no more than 12 years of age, gangly and greasy and puffed up with pride and ambition. Bartimaeus unwillingly (since most anything a demon does for its master is not done willingly) does as he is told, with unintended and somewhat disastrous consequences, and the plot rolls quite robustly along.
The story alternates chapters between Bartimaeus' first person POV and third person narration about Nathaniel (for that is the boy's name). We learn that Bartimaeus has been around for a couple of thousand years, has been summoned by the likes of Ptolemy and Solomon (though honestly, what demon
didn't meet Solomon at least once), and is still around mainly due to his wit (which he's quite proud of) and a certain tendency to slope off rather quickly when the going gets rough. We learn that Nathaniel has been apprenticed to his master since around the age of six, knows quite a bit more about magic than his rather mediocre mentor might suspect (due to a voracious appetite for the books in his master's study), and really should not have gotten into the habit of letting his master's wife call him by his given name. True names have a power, you see, and as soon as Bartimaeus stumbles upon Nathaniel's, the shoe is on the other foot... or cloven hoof... or whatever.
The true joy in this book for me was the marvelous world-building. It's set more or less in modern-day England, mostly in and around London, but the level of technology hovers around the early 1940s (don't need much science when you've got the occult) and there's a very
1984 vibe in the air. Magicians have controlled the entire apparatus of government since the great magician Gladstone became Prime Minister about 150 years ago and commoners (ie, nonmagicians) are very much second class citizens, existing at the whim of forces they can't control and don't understand. One particular detail I noted was the heavy use of search spheres, mystical orbs that roam about transmitting images and sound back to a central location, to literally keep an eye on the populace. The parallels between this and the real-life ubiquity of CCTV cameras in modern Great Britain are pretty striking.
This is the first book in a trilogy so you know the main characters survive, though others are not so lucky. This doesn't keep them from having a few close scrapes. Overall, the level of action in this book stays pretty high and you find yourself rooting for Bartimaeus and Nathaniel throughout (though Nathaniel could doubtless profit from a good bit of ego deflation - a task Bartimaeus undertakes with great gusto). I had first read this book five or more years ago and I enjoyed this second reading just as much if not more so.
Recommended.