DOCX Coup dEtat by Harry Turtledove kindle pdf book macbook mobile
DOCX Coup dEtat by Harry Turtledove kindle pdf book macbook mobileBook description
Book description
I’m going to be honest in that I’ve never been a huge fan of Harry Turtledove, granted I’ve read most of his alternate history books, but I read them more for the ideas and broad narratives that he presents rather than any discernible writing ability, and that writing ability is my biggest complaint with his newest novel Coup D’état fourth of the War that Came Early Series. The plot carries off where the previous book ended obviously: the Soviets under siege by not only the Germans, but the British and the French as well. The Japanese have attacked the Soviets, the British, the Dutch, the French, and the Americans in the Pacific. The British switch sides again, winding up fighting the Nazis by the end. Now I have my problems with Turtledove’s plotline here as I find historical Franco-German resentment to trump any sort of mutual anti-communism at this point in history (keep in mind following France’s surrender in OTL the train carriage that Germany signed the armistice ending the First World War was used in a reverse of roles, then blown up). I also find the likelihood that a British populace so clearly anti-fascist as in OTL-see the Battle of Cable Street in 1936-unlikely to have permitted any sort of rapprochement with Hitler, much less an alliance. Stranger things have happened to be sure, but Turtledove plays his game normally very logically and this is certainly not that. But that’s not my biggest beef; you see, Harry Turtledove has been called the “Master of Alternate History,” though I’m casting my vote for the more accurate “Master of the unnecessary sentence.” Take this gem as an example: “He couldn’t faze the Jew. ‘With all the singe we’ve both eaten, it wouldn’t surprise me one damn bit,’ Halevy said. Singe was what the French called the tinned beef they got from Argentina. It meant monkey meat. Vaclav had never eaten real monkey, so he couldn’t say how much singe tasted like it. He was sure nobody in his right mind would eat the stuff if he didn’t have to.”Did Harry Turtledove have to mention that a Czech soldier fighting the fascists in Spain had himself never eaten monkey meat before, and thus could not determine whether what they were eating was actually monkey meat or not? No. I just automatically assume that no character I’m reading about has ever eaten monkey meat before, unless proven otherwise. Perhaps it’s a bit close minded, but it has served me well. Furthermore was it necessary to include that no one would actually eat this if they didn’t have to? Also no. I got that one figured out too. I imagine that not being shot at fascists in an army setting would widen ones meal options a little to me that’s a bit obvious. Carrying off of that Turtledove has made it a habit where the perspective character goes through his/her thought process wherein a question is asked, the main character notes their uncertainty, and accepts the initial decision: “Did Dieselhorst think they’d done their duty for the day by shooting down the fighter? Hans-Ulrich didn’t ask him. He was the pilot; responsibility for what they did lay with him. Besides he might have been wrong.” The irony of course is that this is alternate history. Their decisions can change from timeline to timeline. Hans-Ulrich being a good example as he was a real individual. However, my opinion: this is cute the first time, maybe the second time later on in the book, but Turtledove uses it over and over again making a good chunk of the book just this circular thought process. As with the monkey meat this is entirely unnecessary, all it accomplishes are two things: all the characters now sound nearly exactly alike, and it subtracts space that could have been used more meaningfully. Now, I will admit that all of this has certainly improved since his last books, he has thankfully omitted much of the usual tobacco/coffee/alcohol bitching that was present in prior books, though he seems to have subbed in bitching about hookers, and sex instead-which increasingly became annoying, although not as annoying as the tobacco/coffee/alcohol became. So while I can’t say that this is Turtledove’s finest work of all (Ruled Britannia, and Agent of Byzantium in my opinion earned Turtledove his Master of Alternate History label), it is a step towards a better direction than he has strayed in recently.
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