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Brian Jacques RIP. 1939-2011

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Dimmukane:
I think he was referring to the general tone of the books, rather than the actual appearance of magic.  There was a kind of primal magic in some of the books; some characters had what appeared to be supernatural abilities that may or may not have been explained later (or were behaving like normal creatures and were thus considered special by the characters), and there was a deep reverence towards the land and its' history by the protagonists.  He's right, though; somewhere around Taggerung the whole series seemed to shift a little bit.  Maybe that was just us growing up, or maybe a lot of the established characters and locales had been done to death and he decided to break new ground.  That was about the point I had stopped reading the books, anyways.  

Tom:
I stopped reading them after Loamhedge.

look out! Ninjas!:
Echoing the sentiments that the Redwall books were some of the first solid length books I read when I was at primary school. I read every single one that was out before I turned 13 along with my friends, we'd get the school librarian to bypass the returns chute to make sure one of us got them next.

supersheep:
Found out earlier today from a friend. Sad way to start the day.

Apparently there are so many Redwall books that I have never even heard of. It must be a decade since I last read one, but I can still remember the deep and abiding love I had for these books - every softback copy I own is creased and worn down like hell, and I remember that one of the many things I looked forward to when visiting my grandparents' house was paying a visit to the excellent bookstore in the nearby town with a shiny new fiver or tenner I'd been given and buying one of the Redwall books I didn't own. Also, how pissed I was that I lent my copy of The Bellmaker to a friend and never got it back (that and the first book in the Fabled Lands series, still a little bitter about those.) Some of the shine might have worn off for me when I realised that there was a fair touch of formula about them - how many of his books don't have one of the heroes kicking ass at eating food and thus winning the respect of the initially hostile tribe - but that was, and still is, irrelevant. Redwall wouldn't be Redwall without a rebellious youngster sneaking off to save the day, the Dibbuns doing something stupid, the massive feasts and hares scoffing away, that soup the otters made (hotroot?), at least one shocking death, evil vermin, and some form of cryptic clues.

I'll have to dig out a few of them next time I'm home and have a wee tribute read (and/or pick up some new copies).

Eulalia, Mr. Jacques. Give 'em blood'n'guts'n'vinegar at the Great Author's Scoff-Off in the sky.

KvP:
Oh man, the deaths. That rabbit warrior getting speared in the back during retreat made me cry. And then they had a super short funeral scene since she was not a major character and I thought "Goddamnit somebody died have the decency to act like it wasn't nothing". I had not yet read The Iliad.

When I was a young buck it was all about Redwall books, Mechwarrior 2, and Weird Al Yankovic.

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