Buckle on your Swashes! It’s time for one of my favorite authors.
Swashbuckling. Twirling Moustaches. Hidden Passages. Swords, daggers, poinards, and pistols. Tri-lingual puns. Destitute and out-of-work bored ex-soldiers. The Inqusition…
It’s sixteen-hundred-twenty-something and Phillip the Fourth is the King of Spain.
Captain Alatriste has recently returned from the war in Flanders to find that he is now the primary caregiver to a thirteen-year-old boy, Íñigo, the son of his best buddy in the Flemmish war. More recently, he’s been released from prison where he was a “guest” of the King for non-payment of debts. Captain Alatriste is chatting it up, post-prison-style, in the local bar when he is made an offer he simply can’t refuse…

Written by bestselling author, Arturo Pérez-Reverte, Captain Alatriste is the first of a series of six (thus far) rather short novels set in the early 17th century Spain, a Spain that was reading Don Quixote, pulling in chests of cash from its “Interests” in the Americas, engaging in and dealing with pirates, picking fights with the other national bodies of Europe… In short, a time ripe with adventure.
I went into these thinking, oh gosh! What a great series of swashbuckling brain candy! Nope. Amongst some of the over-the-top moments (they really do twirl their moustashes) are the real ills of the day. The Conquest of the Americas vies with The Inqusition as the most horrid thing man-kind has done to itself. Íñigo and Alatriste live in a land immolating itself on the twin daggers of poverty and corruption. Women are resigned to the same old shit they’ve always had to deal with. But these are not lectures, no, a Pérez-Reverte novel is a work of engaging wonder.
Pérez-Reverte also writes several other non-serials, fictions about secret histories of art and books and lost chapters of history. (Kinda like The Davinci Code but with more stuff and less fluff.) In some of these others, such as The Queen of the South and The Nautical Chart the women get in difficult situations but are not waiting to be rescued. They are, actually, agents of their own futures, often the character with the secret, double-crossing agenda. Nice.
In all of his books that I’ve read (four, I think), Pérez-Reverte has me looking up references in Wikipedia, searching for places in Google Earth, and pulling out the big, fat Spanish dictionary. He tells the What-If story that lies in the shadow behind the very real work of art, the collection of 17th c nautical maps in the Barcelona library, the bits that were edited out of the Jesuits’ reports. Yeah! I love this!
In Captain Alatriste, Íñigo tells us that Diego Velásquez included The Captain in his painting, Surrender of Breda, that Alatriste is there, “behind the horse”. Cue Wikipedia, and we have…

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