After Volume I of
The Mysteries of Udolpho, I found myself begging to get to the actual mysteries already. Volume I is so full of descriptions of mountains and plains and hills and such, and has so much bad poetry written by Emily, that it beings to get grating after a while. Emily's sentiments towards her father during and after his death are often punctuated by too much sobbing and drama; Mackenzie did a better job at eliciting emotions in
The Man of Feeling, because he spent less time on describing emotions and more on describing the characters' dreadful conditions. Reading Volume II, I was almost tricked into believing it to be just like Volume I, except Emily was describing Italy instead of France. You literally have to read over two hundred pages before you get to the good stuff. The descriptions of the black veil and the mysteries surrounding it were expertly written; Radcliffe is aware that implied horror is better than physical horror. We are naturally more scared of something we don't know about than if we actually see something scary, which is why Radcliffe has Emily faint right after lifting the black veil. Forbidden staircases, Montoni's character, the possibility of murder; all this is way more exciting than Volume I. When we learn about a body believed to be a corpse by Emily and how it is actually a statue, we are brought back to reality, and it is a little disappointing. I almost wish Radcliffe had ended the novel without explaining anything, leaving her readers in suspense; the reality of Udolpho's mysteries are boring and take away from the terror we felt when Emily questioned everything in her lodgings. All in all, the actual mysteries in Udolpho make Radcliffe worth reading, I just wish she had gotten rid of two hundred pages of description and poetry and gotten right to the exciting stuff.