Now all of England lay cupped in his black palm

So last night derspatchel and I finished watching the BBC's Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (2015), of which I believe the first three episodes have aired so far in the U.S. I have thoughts about it. They are all under the cut. Spoilers, obviously, although mostly for the book.

( You're in the North now. )

Well, that was a thousand words longer than I intended. In conclusion, I have loved Eddie Marsan since discovering him in an accidental double feature of depressing movies in 2008 and I hope his work as Gilbert Norrell nets him a breakaway fandom and at least one award, the first of which Tumblr appears to indicate is happening already. I mean, I just found a gifset dedicated to Norrell's wig. Pages upon pages of Enzo Cilenti's Childermass, I was expecting after the first episode and the internet has not disappointed me. Equal levels of affection for a difficult character and his dreadful Georgian style? I am delighted. Don't say I didn't warn you.