Meet Granny Weatherwax, the most highly regarded non-leader a coven of non-social witches could ever have. Generally, these loners don't get involved in anything, must less royal intrigue. But then there are those times they can't help it. As Granny Weatherwax is about to discover, it's a lot harder to stir up trouble in the castle than some theatrical types would have you think. Even when you've got a few unexpected spells up your sleeve.
I didn't like this one as much. I found it hard to follow the plot and I disliked how a lot of characters were .. characterised. I also suspect that a lot of references went right over my head, since I haven't really read any Shakespeare, and I've ignored all summaries of Shakespeare that ever showed up in my life.
Granny Weatherwax was great in her previous outing in "Equal Rites", but it's the bickering trio of Granny, Nanny and Magrat, introduced in this book for the first time, that really bring the Witches stories to life.
This book also introduces a sense of progress and dynamism to the Discworld that is largely absent in the previous books, but will become a staple as the series progresses. Previous books have high stakes sometimes, but don't ultimately alter the status quo - Equal Rites did not end with women being accepted as wizards, everything is restored with a snap of the fingers at the end of Sourcery, etc. In Wyrd Sisters we see multiple characters breaking out of their rigid, pre-ordained roles, and a sort of renaissance taking root in the founding of the Dysk theatre. Though it seems almost incidental to the plot, it leaves the world altered.
Solid, vivid and with a fun plot, but a bit flat philosophy-wise
4 stars
A great continuation of the storyline of witches, but this one is about craft, betrayal and Agatha Christy-esque finale. Colourful and interesting read, but – as we know – Pratchett could and did do books where it's all that plus a lot of depth.
I did love the quote where he compares Ankh-Morpork with a drain where everyone ends up and can't escape. As a relatively newfound Londoner, it strikes a chord.
What an immensely entertaining book. I didn’t get all the references but enough for it to be very entertaining. So well written in it’s craziness—one can barely believe it.
I’m not even sure which witch I liked best. They’re all super! I’m really glad I started into the Discworld with this subseries.
One of his masterpieces, and even better on rereading (although I can’t remember my first reading). The tension in this one is painful: helplessness in the face of tyranny was especially excruciating right now, days before the 2022 midterm elections. Even his humor, sharp and insightful and at his best, has uncomfortable cautionary undertones.
WYRD SISTERS became enjoyable about halfway through, which was either when the Shakespeare references really got going or is just when I realized they were happening at all. I got enough of them for it to be funny, but it also means that a lot of the humor is referential, depending on the reader to be familiar with a bunch of other stuff (or in this case, with several specific plays) in order to get the jokes. Discworld humor tends to he referential but this felt like a particularly egregious version since so much of it has one source rather than generally pulling from many disparate inspirations.
There was a disconcerting amount of humor which revolved around men being in dresses in a theatrical setting. It was particularly frustrating when someone of it was from a Dwarf, who (at least later on in the series) have an approach to gender …
WYRD SISTERS became enjoyable about halfway through, which was either when the Shakespeare references really got going or is just when I realized they were happening at all. I got enough of them for it to be funny, but it also means that a lot of the humor is referential, depending on the reader to be familiar with a bunch of other stuff (or in this case, with several specific plays) in order to get the jokes. Discworld humor tends to he referential but this felt like a particularly egregious version since so much of it has one source rather than generally pulling from many disparate inspirations.
There was a disconcerting amount of humor which revolved around men being in dresses in a theatrical setting. It was particularly frustrating when someone of it was from a Dwarf, who (at least later on in the series) have an approach to gender which I’ve been promised I’ll like, but clearly had some issues to work out in this one. The “joke” began and ended with “that man is in a dress”, which is 1) not actually a joke and 2) potentially transphobic.
The Fool is my favorite character, his backstory is very moving and his romance is genuinely sweet. Overall this one is fine but not amazing.
É sempre um prazer imenso voltar ao "Mundo do Disco"!
Faz anos que não leio nada de Terry Pratchett, apesar de de ter vários livros dele na estante. Contudo, "Estranhas Irmãs" eu só fui comprar ano passado. Eu adoro as bruxas do Discworld, é uma das minhas séries favoritas das várias sub-séries que formam o cânone sobre o Disco. O livro #1 da série das Bruxas foi meu primeiro livro de Pratchett -- [b:Equal Rites|34507|Equal Rites (Discworld, #3; Witches, #1)|Terry Pratchett|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1407706800s/34507.jpg|583611] (Direitos Iguais, Rituais Iguais), em que apenas Vovó Cera do Tempo aparece.
Em Estranhas Irmãs, porém, Vovó é acompanhada de Tia Ogg e Margrete. Li em algum lugar que seria uma representação da trindade da "deusa": donzela, mãe e anciã, mas fica aqui minha dúvida sobre quem seria a mãe e quem seria a anciã, pois pelo que parece, Tia Ogg e Vovó Cera do Tempo ambas são anciãs …
É sempre um prazer imenso voltar ao "Mundo do Disco"!
Faz anos que não leio nada de Terry Pratchett, apesar de de ter vários livros dele na estante. Contudo, "Estranhas Irmãs" eu só fui comprar ano passado. Eu adoro as bruxas do Discworld, é uma das minhas séries favoritas das várias sub-séries que formam o cânone sobre o Disco. O livro #1 da série das Bruxas foi meu primeiro livro de Pratchett -- [b:Equal Rites|34507|Equal Rites (Discworld, #3; Witches, #1)|Terry Pratchett|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1407706800s/34507.jpg|583611] (Direitos Iguais, Rituais Iguais), em que apenas Vovó Cera do Tempo aparece.
Em Estranhas Irmãs, porém, Vovó é acompanhada de Tia Ogg e Margrete. Li em algum lugar que seria uma representação da trindade da "deusa": donzela, mãe e anciã, mas fica aqui minha dúvida sobre quem seria a mãe e quem seria a anciã, pois pelo que parece, Tia Ogg e Vovó Cera do Tempo ambas são anciãs (apesar de Tia ter uma família imensa, composta por vários filhos, netos, bisnetos, afilhados, etc).
O livro vale mais pelos personagens do que pela trama em si. In a nutshell: o reino em que a Vovó e as outras bruxas vivem tem seu rei assassinado a sangue frio por um aspirante ao trono (morte por "causas naturais" para um rei, segundo as bruxas). O filho infante do rei assassinado acaba parando nas mãos das bruxas, que entregam o bebê para adoção a uma família de atores itinerantes. No entanto, esse rei que usurpa a coroa é, na verdade, tão ruim que até o próprio reino de Lancre (a terra em si) está insatisfeita com a atual situação política. E é aí que as bruxas entram para tentar resolver essa situação e fazer com que o herdeiro legítimo do trono tome posse.
Posso imaginar várias pessoas insatisfeitas com o rumo dessa história. O final não é exatamente anticlimático, mas não é o clássico "o filho predestinado batalha bravamente e ganha seu lugar de direito". Os inimigos não são derrotados, o rei "mau" da história não é morto por ninguém (ele sofre um acidente aleatório e morre), e a "Rainha Má", por assim dizer, nunca é efetivamente punida, mas sim foge para aparecer em outros livros, espero eu.
No contexto de Pratchett e do Discworld, esse final faz sentido. Não dá pra separar a série de uma longa sátira literária, política e social do nosso mundo, e Estranhas Irmãs não seria diferente. Existe romance, aventura, assassinato e bruxas que interferem no rumo natural das coisas (o que vai contra o bom-senso de Vovó), mas como falei, o que brilha nesse livro não é trama, mas sim os personagens, os insights sobre nosso próprio mundo que Pratchett oferece, regado a humor e nonsense.
Não foi o melhor livro da série que já li, foi super delicioso, mas não estou tão apaixonada por esse quanto estive pelos primeiros que li. Meu objetivo é ler todo o Discworld, então vamos ver se eu consigo.
My favorite so far. I'm a sucker for everything Shakespeare, so the heavy Macbeth usage kept me all smiles. Granny Weatherwax really comes into her own more in this book.
I love Pratchett's writing. The way in which he twists and morphs Shakespeare and folk tales as he winds his way through his own version of Hamlet is amazing. Granny Weatherwax is also one of the greatest witches from any story.
I didn't enjoy this book as much as his previous books, I think a lot of this is down to having seen the animated film version of Wyrd Sisters and for me that dulled some of the jokes.
It is a good story though and granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg are fantastic characters, I loved how no matter what the situation Nanny will not be fazed. The fact that these characters are so good makes the rest of the cast no so likeable.
I did enjoy how this reality keeps trying to break through Hwel's dreams. References to Charlie Chaplin kept popping up.
The book is a good read, just not as good as previous books.
Review of 'Wyrd Sisters (Discworld Novels)' on 'Goodreads'
4 stars
"Granny turned slowly in her seat to look at the audience. They were staring at the performance, their faces rapt. The words washed over them in the breathless air. This was real. This was more real even than reality. This was history. It might not be true, but that had nothing to do with it. Granny had never had much time for words. They were so insubstantial. Now she wished that she had found the time. Words were indeed insubstantial. They were as soft as water, but they were also as powerful as water and now they were rushing over the audience, eroding the levees of veracity, and carrying away the past."
"There was something here, he thought, that nearly belonged to the gods. Humans had built a world inside the world, which reflected it in pretty much the same way as a drop of water reflects the landscape. And …
"Granny turned slowly in her seat to look at the audience. They were staring at the performance, their faces rapt. The words washed over them in the breathless air. This was real. This was more real even than reality. This was history. It might not be true, but that had nothing to do with it. Granny had never had much time for words. They were so insubstantial. Now she wished that she had found the time. Words were indeed insubstantial. They were as soft as water, but they were also as powerful as water and now they were rushing over the audience, eroding the levees of veracity, and carrying away the past."
"There was something here, he thought, that nearly belonged to the gods. Humans had built a world inside the world, which reflected it in pretty much the same way as a drop of water reflects the landscape. And yet . . . and yet . . . Inside this little world they had taken pains to put all the things, you might think they would want to escape from – hatred, fear, tyranny, and so forth. Death was intrigued. They thought they wanted to be taken out of themselves, and every art humans dreamt up took them further in."
I did like the parts about words and how powerful they can be, in this one. The point is brought home nicely. However, in general I found some parts uneven and not so much to my liking. Thus, a three.