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|  | Ich bin bekennender Terry Pratchett Fan und besitze alle seine Bücher und kenne und liebe sie. Dies vorweg gesagt muss man leider Making Money fast alles absprechen was Pratchett ausmacht. Schräge Figuren, Irrwitzige Dialoge, tiefsinnige Lebensweisheit und ein Talent mit wenigen Worten große Emotionen zu erzeugen. Kurz Pratchetts Werke sind im großen und ganzen Zeuge seines literarischen Genies die ihreslgeichen suchen.
Leider passiert auch einem Genie mal ein Fehlschlag und damit haben wir es hier realistisch betrachtet zu tun. Vorhersehbares reiht sich an erwartetes und gibt der Langeweile die Hand. Keine der oben genannten Qualitäten scheint mehr als sporadisch in diesem Buch durch, welches ich getrost zu Pratchetts schlechtesten Zählen würde. Umso trauriger da ich Going Postal, der quasi Vorgänger zu Making Monay für das beste seiner Bücher halte, wenn auch nur knapp.
Letztendlich zeigt sich in "Nation" jedoch das er es trotz schwerer Krankheit noch kann, womit sich dann jedoch wiederum die Frage stellt warum er so wenig Herzblut in dieses Werk investiert hat. Moist von Lipwig hätte ein angemesseneres Ende im Literarischen Sinne verdient.
| | | Terry Pratchett schreibt wohl mindestens 1 Buch pro Jahr und da muss sich fast zwangsläufig etwas Routine einschleichen. Schlecht ist wenn das Buch durch und durch nur aus Routine besteht.
Nachdem Pratchett vor x Jahren seinen Rückzug aus der Scheibenwelt verkündigt hat, kamen viele Bücher mit neuen "Szenarien" und Hauptcharakteren heraus - u.a. eben auch Going Postal. Das las sich ganz erfrischend und war ein echter Pageturner. Making Money ist der Nachfolger und man hat den Eindruck der gute Pratchett wusste nicht so ganz wohin die Geschichte gehen soll. Entsprechend passiert in weiten Teilen des Buches nichts interessantes, Pratchett hangelt sich von Witz zu Witz, wober er überwiegend (wenn auch nicht nur) auf Altbewährtes zurückgreift: Die Charaktere und Witze kennt man und nur mal eine neue lustige Formulierung für "Die Würstchen sind eklig" zu lesen unterhält auf Dauer nicht.
Komplettsammler kaufen sich das Buch sowieso, alle anderen können gut auf Making Money gut verzichten. Moist von Lipwig hat besseres verdient.
| | | Ja, ich hätte mir auch ein anderes Thema als Moist van Lipwig gewünscht, nachdem "Going Postal" ja gerade erst erschienen war. Ein wenig Abwechslung in den Hauptpersonen hält die Scheibenwelt interessant.
Trotzdem ist das Wiedersehen mit Moist van Lipwig in bekannter Terry Prachett-Manier angenehm, unterhaltsam und kurzweilig. Vielleicht ist der Anschluss an das Vorgängerbuch für viele Leser zu logisch, doch ich finde, dass Making Money definitiv zu den besseren Discworld-Büchern gehört.
Parallel zur realen ökonomischen Diskussion stellt sich die Frage, ob eine Bank wirklich Gold als Sicherheit für ausgegebenes Geld benötigt. In Notzeiten kann man dieses nicht einmal essen, wären Kartoffeln als Sicherheit demnach nicht viel sinnvoller?
Der verrückte Professor ist in diesem Fall Hubert mit seinem Igor, und erinnert an all die Computer-Spezialisten, die mit virtuellen Modellen die Wirtschaft vorhersagen wollen. Eine Figur, die zur Discworld passt, und über deren Einführung ich mich gefreut habe.
Veterinaris Gegenspieler Cosmo ist wunderbar widerlich, Moists Verlobte wie immer in eine Rauchwolke eingehüllt, und was der vermutete Vampir und Haupt-Kassierer Bent denn nun wirklich ist, bleibt bis zum Schluss unklar.
Die Geschichte liest sich flüssig, man trifft alte Bekannte, und es bringt wie immer Spaß, die Discworld zu besuchen.
Vielleicht nicht das ideale Buch für Discworld-Neulinge, für alte Freunde allerdings eine wunderbare Fortsetzung.
Gerade im Hinblick auf Terry's Erkrankung freue ich mich über jede Neuerscheinung und hoffe, dass die Scheibenwelt nicht zu schnell ein Ende findet.
| | Don't let Moist have another sequel | |
| | What a boring read. Moist stumbles through the (long) story which has some resemblance to going postal. But unfortunately he isn't the going postal Lipwig who charms himself out of dire situations and sets stakes far too high to be reachable only to cleverly find a way of which no one could have possibly thought before, after all he was hanged already........... this time he is outsmarted by policemen, neither his new comrades nor his new enemies are as brilliant as the completely postal ones and he doesn't seem to be a match for Adora Bell dearheart who should probably be the next main charakter in one of the hopefully neverending discworld novels. After all she is far more interesting and spiky, whereas moist seems rather lost and featureless.
Three stars from me bcs. it's a medium read, were this a only Prattchet rating it would definitively be lower........
| | Vetinari volunteers von Lipwig | |
| | In "Going Postal", Pratchett introduced Moist von Lipwig, a condemned confidence trickster, at his "end", hanged at the order of Ankh-Morpork's Patrician, Havelock Vetinari. It wasn't Moist who was executed, however, but Albert Spangler, his most frequently used alias. That identity was swept away to enable Lord Vetinari's wish to rejuvenate the City's postal system. Moist was up to the task, transforming an ancient, creaking and nearly obsolete civil service into a humming success. The rejuvenation kept the post office a City institution instead of divested into greedy, private hands.
But success isn't Moist's desired state. He craves danger, illicit activity, deception and the thrill of the chase. To keep his hand in, he must break into his own post office! Vetinari didn't spare Moist on a whim. He knows his man and his methods, deftly manoeuvring the talented thief for his own ends. "Tyrant" or no, Vetinari lives for the City of Ankh-Morpork, using whatever means available to keep it going effectively. With no other vested interest and lacking anything like an army for enforcing his aims, Vetinari relies on guile and one of the most devious personalities in literature. He uses that talent to manoeuvre Moist's taking over the Royal Bank and Mint. Moist will be "making money" in a new way.
"Ankh-Morpork" of course, won't be found in any Rand McNally [in case you were thinking of looking]. That's because Vetinari's City is the largest on the Discworld. Pratchett has produced over three dozen books on this world, which is only partly imaginary. His slogan for the series: "Discworld is a world, and a mirror of worlds" reveals the reflection there is us. There are a few exotic characters residing on the Discworld. The City Watch hires trolls, dwarves and even promoted a werewolf to Sergeant, for example. These are minor characters here, although golems move to near-centre stage in this tale. One of them, who's discovered "ladies' magazines" and books on deportment, has donned a blue dress and dubbed herself "Gladys". She is Moist's personal maid, demurely turning her back when he dresses.
Golems are seen as a threat by many in Ankh-Morpork. They do the repetitive, mindless tasks without murmur or complaint. If they cause job loss with such behaviour, however, the economy will suffer - as will the Bank. Run by the Chief Cashier, Malvolio Bent, who staunchly defends traditional standards, innovation has little place in the Bank. A nephew of the former Chairman has introduced speculative forecasting on the City's economy, including what might transpire in conditions of mass unemployment. Scorning anything as crude as an abacus, Hubert has expanded on the ancient water clock to create The Glooper, a maze of glass pipes, valves and buckets to trace the impact of small changes in the flow of money. Hubert calls it his "analogy machine". Silicon being the basis for glass and computers is a point to remember.
Hubert is a Lavish, the family that has run and controlled the Royal Bank for generations. The Lavishes, are, well, lavish. They are Old Money, which means they know how to save, spend, and use it for their own ambitions. One Lavish, Cosmo, has even more grandiose plans - take over the management of the Bank, and depose Vetinari in the process. Moist, as the new Master of the Royal Mint, and keeper of the present Chairman, a multi-breed dog named Mr Fusspot, stands in Cosmo's path. Moist seems immune from Cosmo's machinations, until a figure from the past arrives. Cribbins knows Albert Spangler from old and intends to benefit from the knowledge. Only Vetinari is aware of who Moist actually is, keeping that secret for his own purposes. Now, Moist's past is rising up like a restless shade. How will Ankh-Morpork respond when it learns their admired Postmaster and Master of the Royal Mint is a former crook? Especially when it's discovered that the gold reserve keeping the economy ticking over and backing up Moist's innovation of paper money has mysteriously disappeared?
To those who've read Pratchett, extolling his style and wit will be redundant. He's a master at word bending, double meaning and adapting. The Bank's cellar, a huge vault, was excavated by a former Chairman on speculation that it would attract a beneficent god. "If we build it, wilt thou comest?" is a typical Pratchett tossed-off line. Yet, as any fan will testify, he's not limited to petty wit. He understands issues confronting us all, conveying them with panache. He does this through his characters, at whose creation Pratchett is a master. Moist is one of his finer efforts, but his on-going depiction of Vetinari through the Discworld series has made him a favoured character: "Do I need to wear a badge that says tyrant?" Pratchett's characterisations, and the twists and arabesques of his plots, spiced with an accomplished knowledge of his topic, keeps his books not only on the "Must Read" list, but rewards those who pick them up again and again. [stephen a. haines - Ottawa, Canada]
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