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erastesSo, I've nearly finished Temeraire and I'm probably about to make myself really unpopular.
I really liked the fact that it's just about "Hornblower with Dragons" that nothing has been changed except for that one salient fact. The customs, the language, the behaviour of the people, all that sort of thing has stayed consistent to the time. This leads to some of the truly hilarious sections, especially when it comes to Laurence's reaction to female aviators, Temeraire's innocent questions about whores and Captain Roland's offer to provide Laurence with a son--all of which had me snorting with the giggles.
I was touched by the love Laurence and Temeraire grew to have - and I love Temeraire's way of thinking, a veritable "Jacobin" as Laurence calls him.
But - and I do realise that this might be covered in later books, and I will continue to read, I'm not very convinced with the whole Dragon brigade thing.
I think that with Spec-fic if you are going to do something like this, you need to really think of all aspects and make it clear why--for example--the Roman Empire failed if they had dragons. Why Alexander didn't? Many wars were fought with dragons, so how is it - if england has the lesser stock, are we so powerful? Give me some reason to believe your backstory, please.
If dragons had been domesticated since Roman times surely to goodness more would be known about them? It's not like the Galapagos where someone has just noticed that finches have all sorts of beaks, we are talking 1000s of years here. And why - if they do, as I say, this may be explained later - do they only fight over the ships? Surely if you've got some humongous creature of 30 tons or thereabouts, wouldn't it be good to land in the middle of - for example - Napoleons personal guard, or on Napoleons tent and eat him? All I could think of was poor Sharpe and Welllington struggling their way across the Peninsular, and they could have done with a dragon. And that's not a euphemism.
There were also some Americanisms that I could have done without, which I was surprised that no-one had noticed, the dragon asks if he can go and wash up (wash his face, he meant) and I was chortling, because I was imagining how he'd look with his hands in the kitchen sink, cleaning up the plates and glasses, which is what it means in England.
Frankly so far (and I have 2 chapter to go, so things might alter) I'm finding Laurence wearingly dreary. He's so bloody GOOD. I mean - YES, make him the hero. Make him full of duty, make him loyal beyond reason - all of which is covered, he's all of that. But he's so bloody saintly, I just want to smack him around the po-face. Where's the attraction in a pure stuffed shirt? I look at Laurence, and then I look at Eddard Stark - who are quite similar characters on the surface but scratch that surface and you see the differences. Eddard is blinded by his love for Robert, trusting almost beyond belief but the mistakes he makes - and he makes so many! - are what he believes to be right, and it's his downfall. I never feel any conflict or fear for Laurence - he's rolling in money, his dragon wuvs him, and vice-versa, and he's Gary Stu to the nth degree when it comes to How To Fight A Dragon, learning in six months what it takes six years for normal mortals to learn. He's too bloody perfect, and just making him a bit embarrassed around more liberal minds doesn't make him appealing. Eddard would never have left Levitas to suffer, no matter how dutiful he was, and I thought a lot less of Laurence for doing that.
Anyway - as I say, things might improve, so I shall read on, and get the next book and see what happens.
Talking of dragons! Campino doesn't need a click because he's grown, but just wanted to show him off.
I really liked the fact that it's just about "Hornblower with Dragons" that nothing has been changed except for that one salient fact. The customs, the language, the behaviour of the people, all that sort of thing has stayed consistent to the time. This leads to some of the truly hilarious sections, especially when it comes to Laurence's reaction to female aviators, Temeraire's innocent questions about whores and Captain Roland's offer to provide Laurence with a son--all of which had me snorting with the giggles.
I was touched by the love Laurence and Temeraire grew to have - and I love Temeraire's way of thinking, a veritable "Jacobin" as Laurence calls him.
But - and I do realise that this might be covered in later books, and I will continue to read, I'm not very convinced with the whole Dragon brigade thing.
I think that with Spec-fic if you are going to do something like this, you need to really think of all aspects and make it clear why--for example--the Roman Empire failed if they had dragons. Why Alexander didn't? Many wars were fought with dragons, so how is it - if england has the lesser stock, are we so powerful? Give me some reason to believe your backstory, please.
If dragons had been domesticated since Roman times surely to goodness more would be known about them? It's not like the Galapagos where someone has just noticed that finches have all sorts of beaks, we are talking 1000s of years here. And why - if they do, as I say, this may be explained later - do they only fight over the ships? Surely if you've got some humongous creature of 30 tons or thereabouts, wouldn't it be good to land in the middle of - for example - Napoleons personal guard, or on Napoleons tent and eat him? All I could think of was poor Sharpe and Welllington struggling their way across the Peninsular, and they could have done with a dragon. And that's not a euphemism.
There were also some Americanisms that I could have done without, which I was surprised that no-one had noticed, the dragon asks if he can go and wash up (wash his face, he meant) and I was chortling, because I was imagining how he'd look with his hands in the kitchen sink, cleaning up the plates and glasses, which is what it means in England.
Frankly so far (and I have 2 chapter to go, so things might alter) I'm finding Laurence wearingly dreary. He's so bloody GOOD. I mean - YES, make him the hero. Make him full of duty, make him loyal beyond reason - all of which is covered, he's all of that. But he's so bloody saintly, I just want to smack him around the po-face. Where's the attraction in a pure stuffed shirt? I look at Laurence, and then I look at Eddard Stark - who are quite similar characters on the surface but scratch that surface and you see the differences. Eddard is blinded by his love for Robert, trusting almost beyond belief but the mistakes he makes - and he makes so many! - are what he believes to be right, and it's his downfall. I never feel any conflict or fear for Laurence - he's rolling in money, his dragon wuvs him, and vice-versa, and he's Gary Stu to the nth degree when it comes to How To Fight A Dragon, learning in six months what it takes six years for normal mortals to learn. He's too bloody perfect, and just making him a bit embarrassed around more liberal minds doesn't make him appealing. Eddard would never have left Levitas to suffer, no matter how dutiful he was, and I thought a lot less of Laurence for doing that.
Anyway - as I say, things might improve, so I shall read on, and get the next book and see what happens.
Talking of dragons! Campino doesn't need a click because he's grown, but just wanted to show him off.
