Wednesday, December 31, 2008

The detective series A Touch of Frost was recommended for me on Netflix, so I put the first season in my queue and waited for it to arrive. I wasn't disappointed. The series follows the adventures of "Jack" Frost, a detective in the Denton police department. Frost is played by the actor David Jason, perhaps best known for his role as the perpetually scheming Del Boy in Only Fools and Horses. The Frost series begins with the terminal illness of Frost's wife. We learn throughout the series that he and his wife, who were childless, were long estranged. He's gotten into the habit of spending long hours on the job in order to avoid coming home. Unfortunately, this habit has caused him to give up everything in his life except his job. Later, when he makes some attempts to start a new romantic relationship, he finds that old habits are hard to break. The series definitely revolves around Frost, and in the first few seasons for some reason he has a new partner in every episode. This isn't really explained, other than vague insinuations that the younger police officers will learn a lot from being partnered with Frost. Frost himself, of course, always gets results, but he tends to be forgetful, temperamental and messy. Still, he is very likable and it is interesting to watch his personal life (what there is of it) develop.

On a side note, while I have been watching the series, my husband, from the other room, keeps commenting that he "can't stand" David Jason's voice. I don't notice anything strange or annoying about his voice, so I have no idea where the problem lies!

I was startled when I went on to Netflix and discovered that there have been 13 seasons (so far) in the Frost franchise. This is going to take a long time to get through! Apparently, this series could go on in perpetuity, but David Jason has said that he's getting too old to play the part and that there will be a final two-part episode in 2009.

Final Verdict for A Touch of Frost (what I've seen so far): Four Gherkins, for being an engaging British detective series

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The title and subject of this book made me anxious to read it. I knew it was written by an American who had been living in Britain for a while, and so I was anxious to read The Anglo Files by Sarah Lyall. I realize that when moving to another country there will inevitably be some culture shock. What I wasn't prepared for in this book was the constant theme running through it of how outdated/ridiculous/backward the British were in absolutely every aspect of modern day life. There are frequent laments along the lines of how "this would never be tolerated for a second in America" and how much superior in every way the U.S. is when compared to Britain. I don't doubt that this is true in some cases, but what puzzles me is why the author continues to live in such a clearly horrible place for a second longer. One would have thought she would have been on the first boat/plane/dirigible back across the Atlantic long ago.

The book is divided into chapters, each addressing a particular topic and how the British tend to deal miserably with it. Some examples: blatant sexism is tolerated in government; newspapers don't even try to publish the truth; everyone is drunk all the time; people care more for hedgehogs than children or the elderly; the state of dentistry is a disaster (with NHS dentists often just pulling out all the teeth in healthy patients so they won't have to deal with problems later); the service industry is full of surly, uncaring workers; washing machines are smaller, slower and more expensive than their American counterparts; things are stolen more often than not in the Royal Mail; the weather is terrible all the time; and people "enjoy an excuse for a grumble." Even national heroes can't measure up. American heroes tend to overcome adversity and survive, while British heroes die due to poor planning and "failure to pack the right gear." Every chapter is a rant against something in British society, and no opportunity is missed to point out how much better everything is in the U.S. The worst sin of all (from what I can gather) is that for some unexplained reason, the British do not rinse the suds off their dishes when they wash them. Horrors!

This book was a disappointment for me, simply because it came off as an extended whine. I'm sure the author felt better after writing it, but I certainly felt worse after reading it.

Final Verdict for The Anglo Files: Two Gherkins, for some interesting insights, but for overall being a non-stop whinge-fest

Thursday, December 18, 2008

I went to the sneak preview last night of the film Valkyrie, starring Tom Cruise. I am by no means a Tom Cruise fan and I definitely wouldn't have paid to see it, but it wasn't as bad as I was expecting. I have been reading ominous warnings about this film for ages on the gossip sites (the film was delayed numerous times, it got poor reviews from test screenings, etc.), so I wasn't expecting much. It turned out to be better than I had hoped, but I doubt it will do gangbusters at the box office. Whose bright idea was it to release a film about Hitler at Christmas-time????

The film is based on a true story (so they inform us at the beginning) and details one of the 15 or so attempts to assassinate Adolph Hitler. Tom Cruise portrays Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg of the German army, who was wounded in Northern Africa. Now back in Germany, he joins a group that is plotting to use Hitler's own emergency contingency plan, Valkyrie, to seize power.

My main problem with the film was that it was so difficult to tell the characters apart. Helpfully, they put an eye patch on Tom Cruise and dressed him in a lighter colored uniform than everyone else, but most of the other characters were impossible to identify. Whose side where they on? Had we seen them before? Did they have a history with Cruise's character? It was impossible to tell. All of the actors fell into two categories: the younger, steely-looking, blond types, and the middle-aged, overweight, blustery types. They tried giving a few in the latter category funny-looking glasses to help to distinguish them, but it made no difference.

Cruise's performance, sadly, was terrible. He has two expressions, depending on what is called for a the moment: scowling indicates he's really serious this time, and smirking means he's trying to lighten the mood. That was the range of his acting style in this film. Also, I know it's supposedly based on a true story, but come on. If you are sending someone out with a disassembled bomb, with instructions on how to assemble and arm it, would you send the guy with one eye, one hand, and a total of only three fingers? Me, neither.

One of the reasons I was looking forward to the film was that it stars one of my favorite actors, Bill Nighy. He was nearly unrecognizable at first, with his trademark floppy blond hair slicked back (he also got the funny glasses treatment). He absolutely didn't disappoint in his role as General Friedrich Olbricht. He was twitchy, nervous, indecisive and high-strung. All the things we've come to know and love!

One weird thing is that the security for this screening was out of control. There were 3 people stationed at the entrance to the auditorium and they were searching people as they came in for cameras and "camera phones." They were awfully severe. I wanted to say, "Just relax. No one is THAT anxious to see it." I thought that was very odd. I go to several free screenings per month and I don't remember this level of security before. Someone has an awfully inflated perception of this film.

On another topic, London is once again featured in this month's issue of Fate magazine. In the article "London's Phantom Menagerie," author Neil Arnold details the long history of strange creatures that have been sighted skulking or flying around London over the centuries. Among the apparitions that have been seen over the years have been griffins, dragons, "peculiar hominids" (I've seen quite a few of those, myself) as well as phantom bears, cats, birds, dogs and "hellhounds." Quite interesting reading!
Final Verdict for Valkyrie: Two Gherkins, for being an interesting treatment of a historical incident, but with way too many characters to keep up with

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

I had high hopes for the new library-centric novel The Book Stops Here by Ian Sansom. In addition, my excitement only grew when it turned out to be nearly impossible to obtain the book using Interlibrary Loan. I figured it must be a great book if it was constantly checked out and in use.

This, it turns out, is the third in a series of mystery novels featuring the librarian Israel Armstrong and his grumpy co-worker, Ted. In this installment, Israel and Ted coax their aging and dilapidated bookmobile from their town of Tumdrum, in Northern Ireland, to the annual mobile library convention in London (organized by the Chartered Institute of Library and Information Professionals -- sounds much more impressive than the American Library Association, dunnit?). They are hoping to enter their bookmobile, Marilyn, in a contest to win the coveted "Concours D'Elégance" prize for the best looking van at the competition. Israel also has some unfinished business back in England, in the form of his girlfriend, Gloria.

Israel and Ted arrive in England and stay with Israel's mother. Immediately, he reverts to the role of child, and is belittled and ordered about by his mother. Ted and his mother also start up a flirtation which irritates Israel immensely. To make matters worse, Gloria is not returning any of his phone or text messages.

Even more alarming events occur, however, as Marilyn the van is stolen after only one night in England. There follows an amusing account of Israel and Ted attempting to track down the van and "steal it back" -- and make it to the bookmobile competition in time for the judging, too.

The book is an extremely quick and easy read (which still confuses me as to why it's always out at the libraries that own it), and in a refreshing change from most mystery novels, no one is killed. However, the writing style can be a bit annoying. Take this passage, for example: "When Israel and Ted arrived back at the site the following day the travellers had gone -- disappeared, vamoosed, packed up, beat a retreat and headed for the hills." Or this one: "Israel vomited continually and consistently for most of the journey, although it was dry vomiting after a while, obviously; retching, voiding, spewing, ructating; stomach turned up and turned overboard; and down, and up, and down again . . ." (there's more, but I think you get the picture). Most writers occasionally make use of a thesaurus, but they don't feel compelled to share every single synonym they find there, do they? The book also goes off on meandering tangents that don't add anything to the story, such as Israel's meeting with two bored former friends, a useless discussion with the travellers about their beliefs, and lengthy tours of three "state of the art" bookmobiles at the library convention.

The most annoying thing about the book to me as a librarian (and reader, for that matter), however, was a blatant mistake in Chapter 4. Israel, having moved from the cosmopolitan and exciting city of London to the out-back-of-beyond town of Tumdrum, has found more time to broaden his reading horizons. He goes on to elaborate for the reader the many authors and books he's recently discovered. Imagine my shock and dismay at this inexplicable sentence: "He'd even started reading Patricia Cornwell from A to Z, but they seemed to go downhill rapidly, and he'd lost interest around about D." Oh no he didn't!!! How in the world did this error get through the editing process? It doesn't take a librarian to know that the author of the alphabet mystery series is Sue Grafton, not Patricia Cornwell (although he was correct in the assertion that Cornwell's novels went downhill pretty rapidly after the first few).

That mistake and the general rambling nature of the story left me feeling unsatisfied. I'm sure there will be more books in the series, but I doubt I'll be reading them.

Final Verdict for The Book Stops Here: Two Gherkins, for some interesting library-related topics, but an overall rambling story

Monday, December 15, 2008

On Saturday morning I went to a free screening of the new film The Tale of Despereaux. OK, so it's a kids' movie, but free is free. It also had a nice tie-in for anglophiles, as about 1/2 of the voice cast was British. Some of the actors included Tracey Ullman, Robbie Coltraine, Emma Watson and Charles Shaughnessy. The story took place in the city of Dor, and about half the inhabitants (both 2 and 4 footed) spoke with British accents and the other half spoke with American accents. I suppose the target audience of the film won't question the inconsistency!

The story concerns creatures that don't conform to the accepted roles that they are supposed to play. Roscuro the rat loves the sunshine while Despereaux the mouse refuses to cower and scurry. After a tragedy involving Roscuro and soup, the King of Dor bans all soup, rats and joy from his kingdom. His daughter, the Princess, is locked away in her tower longing for sunshine and happiness. It is up to the little mouse Despereaux (who is tiny even in mouse terms) to take on the scary rat underworld, the miserable king, and his own disapproving mouse society in order to put things right.

The movie is just adorable, and the computer graphics work is amazing. There are, of course, funny moments as well as touching moments. There are some scenes which might be scary for younger children, but none of the children in the theater where I saw the film seemed particularly upset.

The main objection I have with the film is that the dog lobby has infiltrated a children's film and made an anti-feline statement. Again. Why is it that basically any children's film made over the past 20 years has a cat as the villain? (Babe, anyone?) In this film, there are plenty of villains to go around, but the cat is the biggest and scariest of all. Naturally, there is a dog in the film also, but it is seen as basically cheerful and brainless. Not exactly a ringing endorsement, but a much more positive portrayal than that of the evil, skulking cat. Honestly, have these movie makers ever lived with a cat? They can barely get up the energy to rouse themselves long enough to eat, let alone be cunning and evil enough to plot and scheme for the downfall of other creatures. Let's give cats a break Hollywood!
Final Verdict for The Tale of Despereaux: Three Gherkins, for being a beautifully rendered fairy tale about staying true to yourself

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Browsing around the audio book shelves in the local library, a work by a new (to me) author, Katie Fforde, caught my eye. I quickly read the overview of the story on the back of the container for Stately Pursuits and it sounded promising: "look after a relative's stately home," "dilapidated house," "quirky, ever-present neighbors," "absurdities of every day life," and "wit and charm" were some of the phrases used to describe it. The story was also set in the English countryside, so it sounded right up my alley. Unfortunately, somehow I missed the fact that this is a romance novel {shudder}. Now, I have read some decent romance novels in my time (I used to be quite taken with Kathleen Woodiwiss), but this one is just dreadful. It has the requisite brooding hero, but unfortunately he is given to such eye-rolling, cringe-inducing dialogue as, "I promised my Uncle Samuel that I wouldn't seduce you." The heroine, Hattie, is a sympathetic enough character, but as she is generally described as wearing "filthy" jeans and "grubby" t-shirts, it's a bit puzzling as to what is supposed to make her romance heroine material. I did persist throughout the whole book, hoping it would improve, but it was predictable, bland, and (despite the blurb on the back) not at all funny. Give this one a miss and pick up something by Sophie Kinsella or Marian Keyes instead. Now they can write "romantic comedy!"

In Entertainment Weekly's list of the top 20 films of the week, inexplicably they noted about the film Happy-Go-Lucky, "This quirky dramedy from British director Mike Leigh finally made its way onto the chart after seven weeks in theaters." I highlighted the "finally" because that makes it sound as if everyone is puzzled as to why such a masterpiece has struggled at the box office. Um, could it be because it's one of the worst, most pointless films ever made? We should be asking ourselves instead how the theaters showing it avoided riots in the streets. EW somehow gave this film a grade of A-. A relative of someone in the cast must have been the reviewer -- or else the reviewer didn't actually sit through the film. Those are the only possible explanations for an even lukewarm review, let alone a positive one.

Also in EW this week, Stephen King gives his Top 10 books of the year, and coming in at #3 is When Will There Be Good News? Well, I'm not sure if I would have listed it as one of the top books of the year, but it's nice to know that Uncle Stevie and I share similar tastes in leisure reading material.

Final Verdict for Stately Pursuits: One Gherkin, for some interesting plot ideas (such as opening a stately home to the public), but an overall weak story

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Yesterday I went to the local post office to mail some Christmas cards and gifts to friends overseas. All went well until the flummoxed clerk tried to find "Check Republic" in her computer. She punched buttons, looked at the envelope on the scale, looked back at the screen, pushed more buttons, and furrowed her brow murmuring, "Ch . . ." Finally she said, "It's just not here." I told her, "It's probably the last of the 'C' countries." She said, "No, I don't see it." She then turned quickly, disappeared into the back and was gone a loooooong time. Since I was doing this "quick errand" on my lunch break, I greatly appreciated her snappy attention. After a while, she came back and immediately began rummaging around her desk, muttering that she was looking for "the manual." I told her it was OK, I had a postage scale at home and I'd take care of it there. Unwilling to accept defeat, she came back and proceeded to punch more buttons on the computer screen. Finally, she exclaimed, "There it is! I just didn't go down far enough." Well, duh. You'd think the address clearly printed on the envelope which read, "Czech Republic" might have been a clue about how the country name was spelled. But apparently not. She also charged me nearly $9 to mail an envelope of slams (small booklets of questions which have made the rounds of pen-pals) to Sweden, which I think was waaaay too much, but since she was actually able to find Sweden in her computer, I didn't have the energy to protest.

And we hear that company after company is laying off presumably competent employees. It would be funny if it weren't so depressing . . .

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

If you've ever been tempted to exaggerate just a little on your resumé, you owe it to yourself to see the Swedish film Underbar och Älskad av Alla (Wonderful and Loved by Everyone). Bella is an actress who is receiving money from unemployment. When she's notified that her benefits are about to run out, she decides that drastic action is called for. She does a little work on her resumé (ahem) and sends it out to every casting director and agent in Sweden. In addition to being an actress, she also claims to be a champion fencer and an acrobat. By an amazing coincidence, Ingmar Bergman happens at that moment to be casting a new play. This version of Twelfth Night will involve (wait for it) acrobatics. The director is thrilled to find Bella, who has the unhoped for credentials -- an actress who is also a trained acrobat. She is told from the beginning that her part in the play will involve wall flips, no-hand cartwheels, and rolling down from the ceiling in a piece of fabric. Bella, thrilled to have an acting job at last, feels that she'll have no problem learning these moves in the four weeks or so before opening night.

She immediately contacts a coach, who charges her money she really doesn't have for acrobatic instruction. Her lessons all involve turning somersaults on the floor. When, after several expensive, somersault-filled lessons she expresses a desire to "move on", her coach quits in disgust. She continues to put off the play's trainer, who wants to see her acrobatic skills in action.

In the meantime, she starts an affair with a popular Danish actor. Predictably, Bella's exaggerations catch up to her, and the boyfriend turns out to be something of a creep. Still, Bella's good nature and positive attitude are undiminished in the end, and she's able to at least exact a hilarious revenge on the odious jerk.

This film was based on a popular book by Martina Haag, who plays the leading roll of Bella in the film. Also, the movie turned out to be something of a "who's who" of Swedish film culture, with appearances by Björn Kjellman, Marie Richardson and Thomas Hanzon. There's also an amusing daydream sequence in which Bella totally blows away the actor Mikael Persbrandt and the director Kjell Sundvall with the one line she's given in the latest Beck film. But the best part of all is that my favorite Swedish actor, Reine Brynolfsson, has a major part in the film. He's actually playing himself and has been cast as Sebastian in Twelfth Night. Bella is cast as mainly for her acrobatic skills, but also because she is going to play Viola (Sebastian's twin) and she supposedly has a resemblance to Reine Brynolfsson.

I first discovered Reine Brynolfsson while living in Sweden. A kindly elderly neighbor lady had invited us over to "fika" (drink coffee and eat cookies). I cannot stand coffee of any kind, but I tried to be polite and choked down a cup. When I had my head turned for a moment, she filled the cup up again ("påtår", or "top up"), and I had to drink that cup, too! For the next two days, I was incapacitated, what with the severe stomach pains and the vomiting and all. So, there I was, stretched out on the couch, clutching my midsection, when what gorgeous creature should appear before my eyes but Reine Brynolfsson in the Icelandic film Korpens Skugga (In the Shadow of the Raven). Since then, I've followed his career avidly -- from the drunken loser in Black Jack, to the Abba-loving priest in Änglagård (House of Angels), to his most recent turn as a spouse-abusing government minister in Kungamordet. Sadly, 20 years have now gone since Korpens Skugga, and the years are beginning to take their toll (as they do for all of us). Still, he'd look much better if he'd lose the "slicked back" hairstyle that he seems to favor these days.
Final Verdict for Underbar och Älskad av Alla: Three Gherkins, for being an amusing "girl power" film with many unexpected cameos by Sweden's acting elite

Monday, December 1, 2008

Kate Atkinson's now-familiar characters of Jackson Brodie and Louise Monroe make return appearances in When Will There Be Good News? In keeping with the themes of her earlier books, Atkinson's former police officer Brodie is still trying to rescue "lost girls." Both Brodie and Monroe have embarked on new relationships since the last book in the series, but they are still carrying torches for each other.

This book concerns the disappearance of Dr. Joanna Hunter. As a child, Joanna's mother and siblings were murdered but she survived by hiding in a cornfield. Her young "mother's helper", Reggie Chase, a 16-year-old girl with problems of her own, badgers the police and Brodie to look for the missing Dr. Hunter. At the same time, DCI Monroe is attempting to ward off another tragedy, this time in the form of an estranged husband intent on killing his family.

The story has many different story lines and characters, and all the loose ends are tidied up at the conclusion. Still, I found the story to be unsatisfying. The main problem I had with it was that many of the main characters (Jackson Brodie, Joanna Hunter, Reggie Chase) had terribly unexpected and unpleasant things happen to them, but they didn't seem to be bothered in the slightest. There was a lot of shrugging and "oh, well"-type reactions that didn't really ring true. Also, Louise Monroe comes across as a truly unpleasant person -- short-tempered, angry, hostile and unreliable -- yet every male she comes across seems to fall instantly in love with her. No matter how many promised meetings she misses, nor how many times she snaps at them, they just keep coming back for more. No one ever seems the least bit put off by her rude and self-centered behavior.

Those things made the book hard to like, even though the action was engrossing and entertaining. I'm sure there will be more opportunities to get to know Louise and Jackson, since there were plenty of hints given as to further interaction between them.

Final Verdict for When Will There Be Good News?: Two Gherkins, for suspenseful action but an ultimately unsatisfying story

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

. . . when you're forced to watch such dreck. I had great hopes for the film Happy Go Lucky, which is set in London and promised to be an uplifting and inspirational look at modern life. Sally Hawkins plays Poppy, a young primary school teacher in London who always looks on the bright side of life. She laughs, giggles, and smiles at everything. And I mean everything. Her bike gets stolen? No problem, she'll just sign up for driving lessons. She hurts her back on the trampoline? What fun! We can go visit the physiotherapist (where she wears a pink bra, orange thong and lacy pantyhose, as we all attire ourselves for medical treatment).


Being relentlessly cheerful isn't a liability in itself, but the execution of it is where the problem lies. There are great, long stretches when nothing, I mean absolutely nothing, is happening on screen except Poppy giggling and looking insanely cheerful. She comes across not as someone who is relentlessly merry, but as someone who is perpetually on drugs. She is constantly doubled over with laughter and flapping her hands about -- so much so that it is difficult to understand what she is supposed to be saying when she is speaking. The other characters in the film, some of which are suppose to be grouches and killjoys, come of as "normal" people shocked and a little horrified by this clearly deranged creature in front of them.


The theater where I saw the film was not crowded, but as the minutes ticked off, people began to leave. I held out for about 40 minutes before I also had to admit defeat. I didn't, however, march myself to the box office and demand my money back, as I overhead other people doing as I left.


Although this film is getting good reviews and ratings everywhere, I don't understand how anyone was able to stand to sit through it. Awful.


Final Verdict for Happy Go Lucky: No Gherkins, for an annoying, unintelligible lead character, nonexistent action, and barely any London scenery

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Although it is billed as "a retelling of The Canterbury Tales", Karen Maitland's Company of Liars shares only a few similarities with that famous work. Both works take place in the 14th century and concern a band of travellers, but they are distinct stories.

The band of travellers in Company of Liars has no specific destination. They are merely attempting to stay one step ahead of the plague which is ravaging towns throughout England. The group consists of (my spelling of character's names may be off, since I listened to the audio book):

Camelot -- the narrator of the story, who makes a living selling "religious relics"

Zoffiel -- a magician

Rodrigo & Joffrey -- a musician and his apprentice

Adella & Osmond -- a young couple expecting their first child

Cygnas -- a storyteller with one human arm and one swan's wing

Narigorm & Pleasance -- a 12 year old fortune-teller and her nurse

Each member of the group tells stories to entertain the others, or sometimes just to explain how they came to be where they are. The characters all have something to hide, and eventually, like in a good Agatha Christie novel, they begin to be killed off one by one. It is also wintertime, so in addition to the plague, the characters must struggle with difficult travel conditions, bad weather, lack of food, and the vexing problem of where to bury the bodies of their dead companions (since they don't want to arouse any questions from the authorities about how the unfortunates met their deaths).

There were several surprising "twists" at the end of the story, which made the book all the more enjoyable. The author also includes a section of historical notes, explaining the various plagues that ravaged England at the time and the superstitious efforts of the people to ward off the sickness. There is also a glossary at the very end to explain terms used throughout the book.

Final verdict for Company of Liars: Four Gherkins, for being a fascinating story of life in plague times and for holding the reader's interest until the very end

Friday, November 21, 2008

Royal mothers and daughters are the subjects of a fascinating book by Julia Gelardi titled In Triumph's Wake. The lives of three dynamic queens and their less fortunate daughters are explored in a way that makes history come alive. While the three mothers in the book (Queen Isabella of Spain, Empress Maria Theresa of Austria and Queen Victoria of England) were all successful and admired, their daughters were not so fortunate. Gelardi examines the lives of these extraordinary women, the times in which they lived, and the mother-daughter relationships in an attempt to discover why the daughters were not able to recapture the success and admiration of their mothers.

The book begins with the story of Queen Isabella of Spain. For most Americans, she is known mainly as the monarch who financed the voyages of Christopher Columbus when he discovered the new world. In fact, she was an amazing woman who managed in her lifetime to do something that many male monarchs had been unable to do: unify Spain and drive the Moors out of the Iberian Peninsula. Extremely pious and devout, Isabella was determined to make the area now known as Spain an entirely Christian area. She invaded Moorish-held areas, and personally appeared on the battlefield to monitor the situation and inspire the troops. In fact, several of her children died at birth due to her exertions while heavily pregnant. Isabella also oversaw some less than commendable events in history, such as the beginning of the Spanish Inquisition and the expulsion of Jews from Spain, in an effort to Christianize the country and save the souls of her subjects. During her lifetime she was greatly admired and was known as "the Wonder of Europe." This allowed her to arrange advantageous marriages for her children. Unfortunately, of her 5 children, only one (Maria, who married the King of Portugal) was happily married.

Isabella's youngest daughter, Catherine of Aragon, was betrothed at age three to Arthur, the Prince of Wales, son of King Henry VII. In something of a contrast to most women of the day, young Catherine and her sisters were given an extensive education. They learned not only such "womanly" arts as music, spinning, weaving and sewing, but also law, religion, history and Latin. Catherine also spoke German and French, in addition to her native Castilian. Because it was known from her childhood that she was destined to become the Queen of England, it is a bit puzzling why no one thought to teach her English. When she finally sailed to England to meet her soon-to-be husband for the first time, she had to converse with him and his family in Latin. Catherine and Arthur were married as young teenagers, and sent to a damp, drafty castle to begin their marriage. Arthur died after only 5 months, and Catherine was left alone (well, except for the 150 servants she brought with her from Spain). King Henry VII, her father-in-law, refused to give her any money, and she suffered greatly, eventually pawning items in order to feed and pay her servants. Luckily for Catherine, King Henry VII died, and his son, Henry ascended to the throne. Henry had always admired Catherine, and so after gaining permission from Pope, they married. Catherine was now the Queen. However, although she gave birth to numerous children, only one, Mary, survived. After nearly 20 years of marriage, King Henry VIII became obsessed with Anne Boleyn and determined to prove that his marriage to Catherine had been invalid. Catherine fought this, never giving up, even after King Henry broke with the Catholic church over the matter. Catherine was displaced and separated from her daughter Mary, eventually dying at the age of 50. Throughout her many trials, Catherine maintained a dignity and strength of purpose that won her the respect of many of her former subjects. In fact, several of them, including Sir Thomas More, were executed in part for their support of Catherine and refusal to go along with the king's wishes.

Moving forward several centuries, we meet Empress Maria Theresa, who at age 24, upon the death of her father, became Queen of Hungary and Bohemia and Archduchess of Austria. At the time of her ascension to the throne, her disparate empire was in chaos: warring factions, an impoverished treasury, poorly trained troops, and many opportunists eager to take advantage of the situation. To make matters worse, Maria Theresa's husband, Francis, was a weak and ineffectual military leader, who had little respect among the nobility. Almost immediately, Maria Theresa was tested as various parts of her empire were besieged by war. Other countries in Europe, whom she was relying on for help and support, had troubles of their own. Only England came to her aid, calling her, "the Joan of Arc of the Danube." With their support, Maria Theresa was able to limit the amount of damage and hold on to most of her lands. Once the military situation was stabilized, the empress set about reforming taxation (moving the bulk of it from peasants to the nobility), education and the army.

Marie Antoinette, the youngest daughter of 16 children, was born "at the zenith of her mother's glory." Her marriage to the future King Louis XVI of France was arranged when she was still a child. She was regarded as intelligent, but frivolous and lazy. Her education was not very extensive, given her nature. At age 14, she left to begin her married life and prepare to become Queen of France. As with Catherine of Aragon before her, she had no close friends or confidants in her new home. At the age of 20, she became the queen and immediately began living the extravagant lifestyle that gained her the enmity of the people. The peasants were overtaxed and starving, yet she persisted in displaying outlandish hairstyles, lavish jewels and decadent finery. Her mother continued to write disapproving and increasing alarmed letters to her daughter until her death in 1780. Unlike Catherine of Aragon, Marie Antoinette had her husband's devotion, but the people she ruled despised her. After a "trial", she was found guilty and executed in the same year as her husband, 1793.

Nearly 25 years later, the woman would would become England's longest-serving monarch, Queen Victoria, was born. Her father died when she was only 8 months old, and her mother, the Duchess of Kent, raised Victoria in near isolation. She had few visitors and almost no childhood playmates. Her future husband, Prince Albert, also had a somewhat unusual childhood. His mother ran off with an army officer when he was only 5 years old, and she never saw her children again. After becoming queen at age 18, Victoria set out to find a husband and was more than thrilled with her marriage to her cousin Albert. Victoria, however, was definitely the ruler. She took great comfort in Albert's counsel, but it was she who held the reigns of power.

Their firstborn child, Vicky, the Princess Royal, was betrothed at age 11 to the 20 year old Prince Frederick Wilhelm (Felix) of Prussia. At age 17, Vicky and Felix married, and Vicky, like Catherine of Aragon and Marie Antoinette before her, set off for a strange land far from her beloved family. Vicky was dismayed at her new surroundings. Her living accommodations were old and far from comfortable, and her new in-laws were uneducated, militarily obsessed, and condescending toward the new princess. A year after her marriage, she gave birth to the future Kaiser Wilhelm II. It was a very difficult birth, however, and the child suffered permanent damage to his arm which rendered it useless to him. Mirroring Marie Antoinette's experience, Vicky was never accepted by the subjects of her new country and was viewed with suspicion. Even her own son, Willy, believed that she was more loyal to England than to Prussia. Vicky's husband, Felix, became ill with throat cancer before ascending to the throne, so that he and Vicky ruled only 99 days. They had spent their 30 years as a couple planning reforms for when they gained power, yet they were unable to implement any of them. Vicky's son Willy immediately entered his parents' home after the death of his father and ransacked it, looking for "papers." Vicky and her son never reconciled. Vicky, known as Empress Frederick after the death of her husband, eventually died in 1901, the same year as her mother, Queen Victoria.

Queen Victoria was the only mother who lived to see the suffering and final days of her daughter. The other mothers, while aware that their daughters were living in perilous situations, were spared the experience of watching them reach their final fates. While the mothers were all strong Queens in the countries of their births, the daughters were married off as consorts and were never truly accepted in their adopted countries. Although many centuries separated the mothers and daughters, there were so many parallels that it was as if history was repeating itself. Overall, this was a very interesting and enjoyable book that helped to make historical women "real people" rather than just names in a history book.


Final Verdict for In Triumph's Wake: Four Gherkins, for being a fascinating account of the ups and downs of royal life

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