The School of Night has everything it takes to be a bestseller: plot twists (one too many, in fact), present-day sex, 16th-century sex, a giant Scandinavian named Halldor, a possibly murderous book collector - bet you never heard that one before! - and an ancient mystery that poses real danger to contemporary characters. It reminded me very much of The Da Vinci Code, only the ancient mystery was not religious.
Here's the premise: Henry Cavendish is "a disgraced Elizabethan scholar" whose best friend, book collector Alonzo Wax, has recently committed suicide. Henry, named executor of Alonzo's estate, is approached at Alonzo's funeral by Bernard Styles, a dapper old gentleman book collector, and his hefty sidekick Halldor. Styles tells Henry that before he died, Alonzo stole something from him - the second page of a letter written by Sir Walter Ralegh. Styles offers Henry $10,000 up front, plus $90,000 upon completion of the job, to track the letter down and return it to him. Henry joins forces with Clarissa Dale, a thirty-something "business major," who is suffering from visions that might be related to the letter. Soon Henry and Clarissa are drawn into a tangled web of mystery and deception that might just endanger their lives. Henry and Clarissa's story is woven with that of Thomas Harriott, a 16th-century scholar known as "England's Galileo," who might have hidden some really cool treasure somewhere. But Harriott has another treasure - an assistant housekeeper named Margaret Crookenshanks, who becomes his life's great love. As Henry and Clarissa stalk treasure in the 21st century, Tom and Margaret form their eternal bond in the 16th, until both worlds come crashing together.
I'm giving The School of Night two stars, even though I believe I gave The Da Vinci Code three, because I just wasn't really impressed. I cruised through it quickly enough, but I never felt completely engrossed in the story. Even at the most exciting points, I didn't have that hard of a time putting the book down and walking away. I also felt that where The Da Vinci Code was new and creative, The School of Night was simply a re-hash of old themes and stories that have gotten quite stale on recent bestseller lists. This book was written with the bestseller list in mind. And that's all well and good - I'm not proud, I obviously read The Da Vinci Code after all, although thus far I've managed to avoid The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo - for some reason I had this idea that I was getting literary fiction. I don't know where I got that from - I must have seen The School of Night on a book blog. Yes, it's probably unfair of me to come down hard on the book because my unreasonable expectations were disappointed. Is it the book's fault that it wasn't what I expected it to be? No, of course not. But at the end of the day, it just didn't do much for me. I wasn't really invested in the characters, I didn't feel surprised by any of the so-called plot twists (of which there were many), and I just don't know what I got out of this book. Still, I suppose it's a great "summer book" or "beach book" if you believe in that sort of thing. Light, exciting (I guess), with the required "historical mystery" plot that has been so popular. Make room in your beach bags, kids. Otherwise, leave this one on the shelf and go read The Da Vinci Code if you must.