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jueves, 12 de marzo de 2015

Ha muerto Terry Pratchett

Ha muerto Terry Pratchett


12 de marzo de 2015



La Muerte se lo ha llevado a regañadientes, con la Muerte de las Ratas declarada en rebeldía, a los 66 años de edad.
El Hombre del Sombrero, el Maestro, sir Terry Pratchett, ha muerto a los 66 años de edad en su casa. La Muerte se lo ha llevado manteniendo una animada conversación en letras versalitas, pero la Muerte de las Ratas estaba tan abatida que ni siquiera ha aprovechado para despertar de una patada a su gato, que dormía en su cama.
Nos deja un genio de la palabra escrita (o dictada, últimamente) que iluminó el mundo con su obra inteligente y humanista, profundamente divertida y moral. Nos deja un hombre valiente que anunció al mundo que padecía atrofia cortical posterior y utilizó su fama para luchar contra el alzheimer del único modo posible, favoreciendo la investigación, aun sabiendo que su batalla particular estaba perdida. Que nunca dejó de escribir, que de hecho escribió más y publicó todo lo publicable cuando supo que se acercaba el final. Nos deja un buen hombre, de los que por desgracia nunca hay suficientes.
Nos deja un hombre, si permitís que me aparte un poco (más) de la nota necrológica al uso, que cambió mi vida y la de muchos, que dio forma, directa o indirectamente, al mundillo en que nos movemos. Un hombre sin el que quizá existiera esta página que leéis, pero sin el que ya os digo yo que sería muy distinta. Sin el que yo estaría dedicándome a algo mucho más aburrido y sin el que muchos no habríamos pasado horas sumergidos en el Mundodisco, provocando miradas de extrañeza por descojonarnos solos en el tren con un libro de portada chillona en las manos.
Solo llegué a cruzar un par de e-mails con él en los primeros tiempos del viejo Puercoespín, el boletín del Mundodisco que llevábamos entre unos cuantos locos de atar. Pero me siento como si hubiera muerto un buen amigo y un maestro. Así que, con vuestro permiso, me voy a pillarme una buena borrachera en su honor. Si me necesitáis para algo, buscadme en el Tambor Remendado. Descanse en paz.

REST IN PEACE, TERRY PRATCHETT

























So long, dear Terry...
and thanks for all the stories...

domingo, 19 de octubre de 2014

REVIEW: MONSTROUS REGIMENT

MONSTROUS REGIMENT
by Terry Pratchett



SPOILER DISCLAIMER:
This review contains spoilers, which can be read if the text is highlighted.

The story is set in the completely ruralized feudal state of Borogravia, an old country-esque land with picturesque environments and a Germanic/Slavic culture, where organized religion and its norms dictate every aspect of life, in an epoch reminiscent of our own late eighteenth or early nineteenth century.,.. and the neighboring empire of Zlobenia (Ezlobenia in the Spanish translation), the ongoing armed conflict with which has decimated the Borogravian male population.

Polly Perks, a barmaid and heiress to the family inn after her brother Paul went missing in action, decides to go forth on a quest for him... even if it means breaking one of the most sacred laws of Borogravian religion: it is forbidden by divinity to cross-dress, and even more to join the army en travesti.
But Polly... I mean, "Oliver", has no other choice.

Which means "Oliver" is soon sent to the war front, to play the role of the new recruit in a regiment that soon is decimated to a handful of unusual fighters in scarlet: a caffeine-holic vegan vampire, a troll, an Igor, a gay couple, and a hardcore zealot, led by the quintessential naive young lieutenant sans field experience (a rather feminine young man) and by the quintessential older down-to-earth sergeant (a real badass).

When our rag-tag unit successfully captures the heir to the Zlobenian throne, they find themselves front-page in the international media.
What's more, they find themselves having to infiltrate the fortress where all the Borogravian POWs, including Polly's estranged brother Paul Perks, are being held captive to liberate them, though more than one secret has come to light... (SPOILERS BELOW!)

Lieutenant Blouse is actually the only male member of the Monstrous Regiment (which makes a great premise for a harem anime series): thus, there are a vampiress, an Igorina, a female troll, a pair of lesbians... the zealot is kind of Joan of Arc, and even our badaaaaaaaaass Sergeant Jackrum is a she! And, ironically, the leader, the token male, is the most feminine one in the unit! (He was even crosscast in the military academy play...)

The
members of the Monstrous Regiment have to (recursively cross-) dress as washerwomen to infiltrate the enemy fortress. They succeed, freeing all the POWs, winning the war for Borogravia, and discovering that all of their country's generals are women in uniform as well! (That was even more unexpected than the previous twist!)

Finally, when peace returns, Borogravian society becomes more secularized and gender-equal: Polly and Maladicta the vegan vampiress become the first female lieutenants in a new gender-equal army!


Terry Pratchett's take on military historical fiction is one of my favourite books of the decade. Subverting our expectations about gender, religious norms, royalty, lieutenants, sergeants, magical creatures, LGBTQ issues... to create a brilliant and vivid anti-war parable, which actually has influenced works of mine like the Ringstetten Saga. The novel Monstrous Regiment has even been brought to the stage in Australia!

The setting is another reason why I picked it and loved it. You know, the old country-esque land with picturesque environments and a Germanic/Slavic culture. Ruritania, Latveria, Syldavia, Slovetzia, Gerolstein... Wild landscapes, quaint townscapes, and good-looking military people in uniform. It looks so darling lovely! Yet Borogravia appears to be a subversion, with its extreme rightishness and adherence to authority... A subverted subversion, if we consider that the POV characters are born and raised in this country-esque land, yet in cahoots with the system since childhood. Masculine women, a feminine young man, and even some monsters who want to be treated as people. These are a rag-tag bunch of happy few, of unlikely heroes. A truly monstrous regiment.

This book also appealed to me because of its strong female cast: everyone except the leader of the titular unit are badass ladies in scarlet uniform (resembling British redcoats) that can hold a candle to Arya Stark, Ygritte, Osha, Meera Reed, Brienne of Tarth, Éowyn, Fa Mulan, the Robber Maiden in the Fifth Story of The Snow Queen, the Clever Princess in the Fourth Story of The Snow Queen, Christina of Sweden... On the other hand, Lieutenant Blouse is effete and effeminate, ambiguously queer, slightly reminiscent of Renly Baratheon, Loras Tyrell, Faramir of Gondor, and certain male anime characters. He is the token male in what amounts to a mash-up of conventions from military harem anime (starring a lieutenant as the lone male in charge of an all-female unit) and monster harem anime (starring a muggle boy as the lone male in an all-female company of monsters and magical creatures), yet surprisingly a smart sensitive guy. The twists about the true gender of some characters came as pleasant surprises.

I'd recommend it to someone like me who likes dynamic, strong, learned, and/or clever females, sensitive and/or clever young males, fairytale fantasy, monster harem anime, military harem anime, military historical fiction, LGBTQ fantasy and/or historical fiction, creatures like vampires or trolls, Westeros, social critique, anti-war and anti-zealotry premises, surprise twists of the kind that leave you shocked...
These are the reasons why I loved it.
I give it four stars and a half: ****'