Another masterful work of historical fiction by Ken Follett, and an improvement, I think, on 'Column of Fire'.
'The Evening and the Morning' is thoroughly enjoyable even if you are not familiar with the rest of the Kingsbridge series. The time and place are both excellently-rendered. Follett has a remarkable talent for showcasing the priorities of people in history -- what was most important to them in their cultural context. In a broad scope, those things don't change much over time: we yearn for power, wealth, love, vengeance, harmony. But the particulars can be so very different, and in 'The Evening and the Morning', Follett excavates a period of history even lesser-known than the Anarchy which formed the backdrop of 'Pillars of the Earth': that of pre-Norman England. He strikes on many historical realities at odds with our general view of medieval Europe, influenced largely by later centuries. England circa 1000 was a fractious place, where Christianity's hold was nominal at best in some places, where priests could still have wives, where polygamy and slavery were not unusual, where women could hold property in their own names. The characters and their stories are compelling, and the lens of history fascinating, so the book easily stands on its own.
If you *have* read 'Pillars of the Earth', however, 'The Evening and the Morning' stands as an excellent prequel. It does not, precisely, end where 'Pillars of the Earth' begins, as the blurb implies, but it sets the foundations. I took great delight in seeing things come together over the course of the book. When this novel begins, Kingsbridge does not exist; we have no bridge, no priory, no market, no guildhouses, no thriving point of commerce. There is a decrepit alehouse, a ferry, and a small, corrupt monastery on a riverbank. But as the story progresses, you see the shape of what we will know as Kingsbridge, as well as other landmarks in neighboring towns. The characters will feel familiar as well: a well-intentioned man of the cloth, a precocious peasant with the mind of an engineer, a wellborn lady brought below her station by circumstance, a vicious clergyman obsessed with personal ambition, a brutish thug of an overlord. Follett does play with similar tropes many times over, but these characters are still themselves, not carbon copies, and they respond to their world in different ways than do Jack, Aliena, Waleran, Philip, Merthin, Caris, and the rest.
A few off-notes: It strikes me as odd that, in setting this book when he did, Follett didn't even give a cursory mention to one of the most famous events of the period, the 1002 massacre of the Danes ordered by King Aethelred. Probably this is a detail that will concern very few readers, but it was an odd missed opportunity to me. The perspective of a Danish character somewhere in the mix would've been interesting, in such a tumultuous time. As it stands, the Vikings and their ilk are a nebulous threat, ever at the perimeter of our characters' concerns, but not directly in the flow of the narrative after the first chapter.
I also missed the connection to the wider world -- and perhaps that would have been trickier here, since the world is so much smaller for people in southern England of 1000 than it is even 140 years later. But while 'Pillars' has the White Ship mystery and 'World' has the subterfuge of Edward II, 'Evening' has no such deep-seated historical scandal at its heart. Aethelred and Emma of Normandy show up in the final quarter more as deus ex machina than anything else.
There is, of course -- and I hate to say 'of course', but, well, here we are -- a rape scene. It isn't as graphic as it might be, but it's also just... wearying. I can recognize that, yes, both the rape and its context would not be unusual for the period and still be tired of the trope appearing in fiction. I wish Follett had found some other means of inflicting stress upon his heroine. Another scene, while positively framed, reminded me that I could also do without ever reading a male author trying to write a woman's perspective of her own genitalia ever again.
Those issues aside, however, I quite enjoyed this read. As in 'Pillars' and 'World', I read feeling assured that the virtuous and the wicked would both receive their due recompense in the end, but nonetheless tugged along by the need to follow the stream of injustices and triumphs. 'Pillars' remains the high water mark of this series -- none of the others has been quite so dense with historical veracity, and perhaps that's actually a mark in favor of the other books for some readers who aren't as fond of said density as I am. 'Evening' is shorter and easier to get your hands around, for certain. But it's a good tale, a fascinating window into a little-revealed period of history, and a worthy read.