City Watch Trilogy | ||||||||||
Terry Pratchett | ||||||||||
Gollancz Books, 759 pages | ||||||||||
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A review by Charlene Brusso
The City Watch is composed of stout (and not so stout), skilled
(and not so skilled)... umm... 'professionals' whose job is to protect
Ankh-Morpork's citizens from Barbarians, miscellaneous Marauders,
unlicensed Thieves, and other social riff-raff. Leader of the Night
Watch is Captain Samuel Vimes, a good man but apparently doomed to a less-than-successful life because
Just when Vimes is ready to give up and drown himself along with
his sorrows, however, along comes a threat no one could possibly have
expected. After all, dragons -- real dragons, big, house-sized fire-breathing burn-you-to-a-cinder dragons -- have
been extinct for centuries.
But if that's the case, then what's destroying good brick buildings and
leaving little piles of charcoal in its wake? Worse still, what happens
when that self-same dragon overthrows the Patrician and claims the long-lost Throne of
Ankh-Morpork -- and the minor sacrifice of a comely virgin
just once a month?
Vimes' stubborn sense of duty draws him smack into the middle of
the dangerous investigation, but after all, what has he got to lose? By
gods, somebody has to do something, even if the only men he has to work
with are cowardly Sergeant Colon, the decidedly odd Corporal Nobby, and
Lance-Corporal Carrot, a strapping young human raised by dwarves who's
actually volunteered to join the Watch. With the help of brave Lady
Sybil Ramkin, local dragon expert and philanthropist, Vimes and crew
risk everything to save a city which never cared a whit about them
before. Dragons, usurpers, secret societies, and magic gone out of
control... it's all in a day's work for the Watch.
The second book in the omnibus, Men At Arms, finds political correctness
overtaking the City Watch and Captain Vimes less than enthusiastic about
his forthcoming retirement. But after all, when a man weds a Lady, even
the earthy and honest Lady Sybil Ramkin, Society has certain
expectations. For one thing, he certainly can't continue to spend his
evenings pounding the cobbles of Ankh-Morpork like any common man of the
Watch. Besides, Corporal Carrot is turning into a real leader of
men -- and women, and dwarfs, and trolls, and werewolves, as the Watch
reluctantly mounts the PC bandwagon and hires on more recruits to better
"reflect the ethnic makeup of the city."
But the theft of a mysterious weapon from the Assassins' Guild
followed by a string of bizarre murders just might force Captain Vimes
to postpone his retirement; with civil war brewing and more murders a
distinct possibility, it's up to Vimes, the charismatic Carrot, and the
rest of their motley watch to bring the villains to justice.
By the third book in the set, Feet of Clay, Vimes has satisfactorily resolved
his questions about career and home, Carrot has risen to the post of
Captain himself, and most of his fellow guards seem to have settled in.
But then the head of the Dwarf Bread Museum (one of Carrot's favourite
places in the city) is found beaten to death by one of his own loaves!
And that's just the first in a series of mysterious murders. Even the
Patrician finds himself poisoned -- though with the Patrician, you never
can tell if he did it himself just to keep his enemies on their toes.
Something strange is happening with the city's golems but getting them
to talk about it will be difficult, considering they've started
committing suicide. Talking dogs, superconducting trolls, crackpot
inventors... the only thing certain here is that Pratchett will keep
things moving with plenty of slapstick and fine fantasy parody.
Charlene's sixth grade teacher told her she would burn her eyes out before she was 30 if she kept reading and writing so much. Fortunately he was wrong. Her work has also appeared in Aboriginal SF, Amazing Stories, Dark Regions, MZB's Fantasy Magazine, and other genre magazines. |
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