A review by miklosha
The Enchantress of Florence by Salman Rushdie

3.0

From what I can understand, much of the criticism of this book appears to stem from a hope that it would be like Rushdies better known works. Alas, this is no Midnights Children or Satanic Verses; but that is not necessarily a bad thing.
The yellow haired storyteller paints a family tree for an emperor in the spirit of Sharazade, documenting his mothers travels across Europe and Asia. The story alternates between interactions between Emperor Akbar and the Mughal of Love and the history of the Mughals mother, a transcendant figure turned saint turned general force of nature. This altnernating storyline succeeds to propel the story, but while the former plot thread is comtemplative and abstract (A Rushdie literary style), the latter is overly complex and stilted.
Together, much of Rushdie radiates out of the Enchantress of Florence; it is just that it doesnt come together in the same way his other books have.