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Discworld's pesky alchemists are up to their old tricks again. This time, they've discovered how to get gold from silver -- the silver screen that is. Hearing the siren call of Holy Wood is one Victor Tugelbend, a would-be wizard turned extra. He can't sing, he can't dance, but he can handle a sword (sort of), and now he wants to be a star. So does Theda Withel, an ambitious ingénue from a little town (where else?) you've probably never heard of.
But the click click of moving pictures isn't just stirring up dreams inside Discworld. Holy Wood's magic is drifting out into the boundaries of the universes, where raw realities, the could-have-beens, the might-bes, the never-weres, the wild ideas are beginning to ferment into a really stinky brew. It's up to Victor and Gaspode the Wonder Dog (a star if ever one was born!) to rein in the chaos and bring order back to a starstruck Discworld. And they're definitely not ready for their close-up!… (més)
I think this was the first Discworld book that I actively enjoyed reading. Terry Pratchett should absolutely be one of my favourite writers, but for some reason he is not. This book might change my mind though. The story of this book is really nonsensical which makes sure that the comedy is the most important thing in the book. In contrast with the other Discworld books it did not feel like Pratchett was trying at all. It made me laugh out loud a lot of times. “You can eat it,” he mumbled apologetically. “If you put butter and salt on it, it tastes like salty butter.” I mean, honestly, I'm not even sure you can call this humor, but I found this part of the book insanely funny and the quote has been stuck in my head ever since. ( )
This 10th book (in publication order) of the Discworld series was a lot of fun. As a fan of classic movies, I loved all the little parodies of them that occurred throughout the book. The best one may have been the spoof of King Kong when instead of Fay Wray and the giant ape climbing the Empire State building, Pratchett gives us a giant woman and an orangutan (the Librarian) climbing the Tower of Art! ( )
It's probably fair to say STP was still finding his feet at this point although some of the earlier books were stronger than this one. Perhaps I just don't get on as well with the overly satirical ones and prefer the ones where he has something to say. ( )
Dopo aver letto l'ennesimo libro di Pratchett (ok ok sono solo tre finora, ma aumenteranno!), mi è sorta spontanea una domanda: come diavolo è possibile che nessuno abbia ancora trasformato i suoi libri in film??? Sono praticamente perfetti per essere trasposti sul grande schermo, gli ingredienti ci sono tutti: humor, spessore, trame imprevedibili, colpi di scena... E allora come mai sono uscite solo poche produzioni per la televisione? Questa è una cosa che proprio non mi spiego. Ma passiamo al libro: la fantasia che possiede quest'uomo è sconfinata e usata in modo intelligente (l'ho per caso già detto?), e la trama è abbondantemente condita con molto, molto humor, uno humor peraltro godibilissimo (finalmente!!! E alla faccia di tutti quegli scrittori inglesi che sfornano libri penosi, spacciandoli per british humor, che se poi non ti piacciono alla fine è quasi colpa tua che non sei abbastanza intelligente da capirlo). Anche questa volta Pratchett non si smentisce e prende di mira il magico mondo di Holy Wood (ogni riferimento è puramente voluto) e nel libro è facile rintracciare vari riferimenti a film famosi (King Kong, Tarzan...) o a case di produzione cinematografiche. Il ritmo è serrato ed è quasi impossibile mettere giù il libro, anche solo per farsi una tazza di tè (peggio di una droga pesante insomma!), le battute si susseguono e ti ritrovi da sola a ridere come una cretina (è molto importante non leggere questi libri in luoghi pubblici, come qualcuno mi ha insegnato, per non rischiare di passare per pazza). In conclusione: io adoro i libri di quest'uomo e presto saranno tutti miei! Muahahah....
Il piede di Victor diede un calcio a qualcosa che rimbalzò via nel buio. "Cos'era?" chiese impaurito. Gaspode il Cane Prodigio annusò per un pò nell'oscurità, poi ritornò. "Niente di cui preoccuparsi" disse. "Davvero?" "Era solo un teschio". "Di chi?" "Non l'ha detto" rispose Gaspode. ( )
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She wasn't certain what the future held, but coffee would be involved if she had any say in the matter.
Most alchemists were nervous, in any case; it came from not knowing what the crucible of bubbling stuff they were experimenting with was going to do next.
Reality is not digital, an on-off state, but analog. Something gradual. In other words, reality is a quality that things possess in the same way that they possess, say, weight. Some people are more real than others, for example. It has been estimated that there are only about five hundred real people on any given planet, which is why they keep unexpectedly running into one another all the time. The Discworld is as unreal as it is possible to be while still being just real enough to exist.
The universe contains any amount of horrible ways to be woken up, such as the noise of the mob breaking down the front door, the scream of fire engines, or the realization that today is the Monday which on Friday night was a comfortably long way off. A dog’s wet nose is not strictly speaking the worst of the bunch, but it has its own peculiar dreadfulness which connoisseurs of the ghastly and dog owners everywhere have come to know and dread. It’s like having a small piece of defrosting liver pressed lovingly against you.
"Why is it all Mr. Dibbler’s films are set against the background of a world gone mad?" said the dwarf. Soll’s eyes narrowed. "Because Mr. Dibbler,” he growled, “is a very observant man.”
The whole of life is just like watching a click, he thought. Only it’s as though you always get in ten minutes after the big picture has started, and no one will tell you the plot, so you have to work it all out yourself from the clues.
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Discworld's pesky alchemists are up to their old tricks again. This time, they've discovered how to get gold from silver -- the silver screen that is. Hearing the siren call of Holy Wood is one Victor Tugelbend, a would-be wizard turned extra. He can't sing, he can't dance, but he can handle a sword (sort of), and now he wants to be a star. So does Theda Withel, an ambitious ingénue from a little town (where else?) you've probably never heard of.
But the click click of moving pictures isn't just stirring up dreams inside Discworld. Holy Wood's magic is drifting out into the boundaries of the universes, where raw realities, the could-have-beens, the might-bes, the never-weres, the wild ideas are beginning to ferment into a really stinky brew. It's up to Victor and Gaspode the Wonder Dog (a star if ever one was born!) to rein in the chaos and bring order back to a starstruck Discworld. And they're definitely not ready for their close-up!
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The story of this book is really nonsensical which makes sure that the comedy is the most important thing in the book. In contrast with the other Discworld books it did not feel like Pratchett was trying at all. It made me laugh out loud a lot of times.
“You can eat it,” he mumbled apologetically. “If you put butter and salt on it, it tastes like salty butter.”
I mean, honestly, I'm not even sure you can call this humor, but I found this part of the book insanely funny and the quote has been stuck in my head ever since. (