A spirited blast through the greatest minds of the Industrial Revolution, expanded to include them as the Prometheans of the title alongside the likes of Shelley (both), Byron, Turner, and John Martin.
Martin is best known as the painter of the apocalyptic sublime - The Great Day of His Wrath is the stand-out example, and the book would have been foolish not to use it on the front cover. The Prometheans, Max Adams postulates, were those who seized science and the arts by the scruff of the neck and professionalised them. They did not delineate between science and art (John Martin, for example, was just as interested in improving the quality of water in London and even dreamed up a scheme for a circular railway around London - utter madness, obviously), but they paved the way for their successors to become even greater. They seized control of information from the censorious government of the time (see: Henry Brougham's Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge); they invented safety maps and wrote poetry, although possibly not at the exact same time.
Given the focus of the text on the back of the book I had hoped for a more art-focused history: although Martin does remain a constant presence throughout the book, like his own paintings he becomes only one detail amongst many as his generation sparks a catalyst for changes throughout society. A fine overview, I think, but you may have to go elsewhere to explore the staggering apocalypses of John Martin the painter. If you ever get the chance to see The Great Day of His Wrath in person, I recommend you drop everything and go.