Through Darkest Europe by
Harry Turtledove
My rating:
2 of 5 stars
I give up. I can't take it anymore. I really, really wanted to like this one because I've heard such good things about Harry Turtledove, but it took 75 pages for anything to happen. By page 158 I just don't care about any of the characters and there doesn't seem to be any kind of plot in motion, so I'm not going to keep beating myself up about this.
I love the concept behind this book, but I really need a plot and characters to structure it. We're given so little information to go on about who the characters are--except that Dawud is Jewish, a fact that we are not allowed to forget for more than a few paragraphs--that I just have no emotional investment in them.
Most annoying to me, though, is the style of writing. Something finally happens but then we have to have a full paragraph of Khalid thinking about how things are different in the Maghrib from how they are in Italy. This sometimes even interrupted action so that I forgot what was happening! The text is just so self-aware and points out every single instance where things would be different in the sane, safe Muslim world. I just think that most readers would be smart enough to guess some of these things on their own, without needing them highlighted every single time it happened. It's like the main character is mainsplaining everything to me.
I'm not going to give up on Harry Turtledove--he's written a lot of things that sound interesting--but am calling
Through Darkest Europe quits. On to something with plot and action!
Quotes & NotesNone of these are spoilers, they're all just little incidental things.
p. 87 -
There's no way on earth that smallpox scars would be mistaken for acne.p. 111 -
I found it interesting that Turtledove created an Islamic equivalent to Hitler. I actually wish I knew more about this situation, because Hitler arose out of very specific circumstances largely shaped by the post-WWI Treaty of Versailles and the Great Depression, neither of which would have necessarily happened in this world.p. 153 - They stopped at a little town called Montevarchi for a snack and more coffee. Anywhere in the Muslim world, such a stop would have been as ritualized as a visit to a mosque. One or two of the leading five or six anonymous societies would have sold gasoline. etc...
At first I was intrigued by the idea of these "anonymous societies", thinking that it might be some kind of cultural business difference that Turtledove is speculating might have evolved...but then I realized he was probably trying to say "there was a Macdonalds and a Taco Bell" without referencing specific names.
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