L'Agent secret (1907)

El agente secreto transcurre en Londres, a comienzos de siglo, en el mismo escenario brumoso que frecuentaba el doctos Jekyll y su aterrador alter ego, míster Hyde. No es menos tenebroso el anarquista Verloc, explotado por el siniestro diplomático Vladimir, enviado especial de un país oscuro y abstracto. Vladimir convence a Verloc para que cometa un atentado terrorista que vaya más allá de la muerte misma, que rezume "toda la insensatez de la blasfemia gratuita". A ellos se opone Heat, un tenaz inspector de la policía londinense, capaz de mantener la cabeza fría mientras los acontecimientos se precipitan, implacables, hacia un desenlace complejo, inesperado y brutal.

Some aspects of this novel seemed lamentably contemporary. A bomb goes off. A terrorist attack? On the surface, apparently so. But the man who carried it off was the secret agent of a foreign government. That country is never named, but the agent’s handler is named Vladimir, so we probably can’t go too far wrong were we to guess its identity. That government despises the nonchalant way the British government deals with its domestic anarchists, who, in turn, are dreamily ineffectual. The aim of the foreign government: to shock the British into a repressive stance. If the public is alarmed, so the reasoning goes, it will more readily accept a reduction in its civil liberties.
Sound familiar?
This novel is not as well known as Conrad’s works with colonial or maritime settings, and it met with a mixed reception when it came out. I thoroughly enjoyed it, though. The characters are well-drawn and the plot is well-constructed, departing from a strictly linear account to allow the narration to follow first this person, then that. This allows Conrad to show them pursuing individual agendas, often at cross-purposes. There is even a good dose of humor, particularly the hilarious portrayal of an imperious state secretary of venerable lineage.
Adepts of spy fiction will not fail to read this, said to be the book that created the genre, but I believe this would appeal to general readers as well. ( )

I can't say I liked this book. The prose was overly descriptive and oddly repetitive. The story was dreary and only got darker as it progressed. The narrative - and the fact that there was a narrative - had me confused. I could not get invested in any of the characters.

Perhaps those interested older English works might be interested in this. But only if they're also interested in anarchism, politics, Marxist arguments, and societal discussions. ( )

A classic novel of terrorism, I picked it up on a high school friend's recommendation. I hadn't read any Conrad since our 12th grade English class had included Heart of Darkness. You're guaranteed to hate most books you're forced to read for school, having to wring all sorts of contrived themes and subtexts out of your mandatory tomes, but I enjoyed Heart of Darkness, and of course the movie Apocalypse Now, which we also watched because why not.

I didn't really dig The Secret Agent quite as much though, a least at first. The main terrorism plot is the highlight: Conrad is very adept at creating a terrorist group, the Future of the Proletariat, which is both plausible in its aims and actions, and ridiculous in how cartoonish the individual members Verloc, Yundt, Ossipon, and Michaelis are. I'm positive real terrorist groups have their members who strongly resemble the buffoons in the FOP, and I'm sure that their meetings are just as full of irritating speeches. Achmed, stop clowning around, we're trying to finish Phase XVII of Operation Death to the Great Satan! Similarly, the police working against them also have their own personalities and personal issues, and real counter-terrorism work is probably just as full of politicking and feuding.

However, Conrad put in an annoying subplot about Stevie, the main character Verloc's wife's brother, who is autistic and does nothing interesting for the entire first half of the book. It was only later that he became important, and even though his only real relevant action happened offscreen, the way the Verloc "family" dealt with it was pretty interesting. Though Conrad is a little too verbose sometimes, the psychological interaction between Verloc and his wife Winnie was great, as was the ending part with Winnie and Comrade Ossipon. Very satisfying ending overall. Since the book was based on a very similar real-life attempted act of terrorism, it's only fitting in a way that it ended up being a favorite of Ted Kaczynski. Ted was smart though - wives will only mess you up! Conrad knew best all along. ( )

The story-telling is masterly. I was totally gripped in the chapter where Verloc wanted to console his wife after Stevie was accidentally killed but he misunderstood her totally. The perspective shifts subtly from Verloc to Winnie, so subtly you hardly realized it. This chapter by itself added another star to my rating of the book. Also note-worthy is the politicking in the police force, which can still ring true even in today's context. ( )