Non credo di poter dare più di quattro stelle. La storia è carina ma niente di più e poi o, seriamente, Dumas soffriva di Alzheimer o non rileggeva i suoi manoscritti. Si inizia con gli errori delle date che infatti mi hanno fatto perdere un pò il senso del testo in quel punto. Quando spiega l'eredità c'è un errore di circa due secoli (1800 invece che 1600) e io sono stata a rileggere quella parte più di una volta pensando di aver perso, o non aver capito, qualcosa. Poi dopo un po' è chiaro che si tratta un errore perchè la cosa si ripete con il cannocchiale. E qui è lampante perchè il cannocchiale è stato fermo un anno e se siamo nel 1600 non possiamo essere nel 1800. A meno che non facciamo salti temporali ma non è uno scifi ed è pure troppo presto per questo genere. Poi abbiamo il nome Van Herysen, altro che svista dopo aver letto I tre Moschettieri, dove il traduttore ci dice che è sempre stato Van Systens nel caso ce lo fossimo dimenticati. Nome che poi è riportato in uno dei titoli dei capitoli seguenti e dove rimarrà così. Dumas probabilmente poi non sa contare nemmeno. Se la cerimonia si tiene il 15 maggio 1673 come fanno cento e uno anni dopo essere il 1794. In realtà è la nota del traduttore che dice 1794 ma immagino abbia letto qualcosa o cercano online prima di porre la nota. Dumas spiega che Robespierre avrà un mazzo di fiori grande come quello di Van Systens cento e uno anni dopo alla festa dell'Essere Supremo. La nota invece dice che quella festa avrà luogo l'8 giugno 1794.
Non è che io voglia la perfezione, quella non esiste, ma la rilettura del manoscritto, dettato o scritto a proprio pugno, sarebbe gradita da uno scrittore. Non importa l'epoca.
The imagery and romanticism really makes me want to start growing tulips! Such a gorgeous book, beautifully written and engaging from start to finish. The characters are all really interesting and even the villains of the story are exciting to read about. I’ve never felt so happy after finishing a book.
To despise flowers is to offend God. The more beautiful the flower is, the more does one offend God in despising it. The tulip is the most beautiful of all flowers. Therefore, he who despises the tulip offends God beyond measure.
I've been very excited to read this for a while and am glad I finally got around to it! The story is set in Holland during the Tulip Mania...for me as a gardener that was intriguing, to say the least!
While I still hold The Count of Monte Cristo to be his masterwork, it is similarly exceptional that Dumas is able to write a gripping, page turning novel about a man endeavoring to grow a black tulip. This is the fourth book I've read of his, and while this one is drastically different than the others, it is undoubtedly impressive the way he is able to take the mundane and turn it, by force of his will and skill, into an engaging story that fully drew me in.
This is a short, quick read that is easily worth the time spent. It was entertaining as well as instructive as it displays the value, both of single-mindedness, and of wisely straying from it.
Scelta singolare quella di Dumas: lascia da parte gli intrecci appassionanti che hanno reso indimenticabili le sue opere in favore di una vicenda ordinaria, direi quasi banale. E senza una trama avvincente cosa resta? Un libricino scorrevole e un po' piatto, in cui l'ambientazione originale fa da contraltare a dei protagonisti bidimensionali: manca la grandiosità di un Dantes o la spavalderia di un D'Artagnan, dobbiamo accontentarci del borghesuccio Cornelio dal pollice verde. Niente di brutto o di stonato nell'opera, semplicemente tutto troppo prevedibile e poco entusiasmante. Non c'è molto da dire su questo romanzo, che si lascia leggere ma non coinvolge mai davvero. Consigliato solo agli amanti dei fiori e ai fan sfegatati di Dumas.
3.5 stars rounded to 4. There is something about the seemingly simple stories of Mr.Dumas that make them very readable.
The book set in 17th centur Netherland talks of the time of political unrest and what is described as "Tulip madness" in wikipedia. Cornerius Dewitt and Johan Dewitt are arrested for treason and an angry mob decides to take law in their own hands. We get introduced to the Dr.Cornelius van Baerle as the innocent godson of Cornelius De Witt who is lost in his horticultural experiments.
When Cornelius van Baerle is arrested on false charges of aiding his godfather he is on the verge of developing the secret to grow a perfect black tulip. In the jail he meets Rosa, the daughter of the Jailer Gryphus with whom he forms a connect.
When his death sentence is reduced to life imprisonment, he decided to pursue his goal of the black tulip through Rosa. As the relationship blooms in the hope of a black bloom, we encounter a villain who tries all means to steal the tulip for himself and claim the award of 100,000 guilders offered by the Tulip society.
The fate of the protagonists and their pursuit for the dream forms the rest of the story. The writing is simple despite the time period and the passion and emotions between Rosa and Cornelius are touching and non-melodramatic.
The Dutch prince character was a bit vague to me as was the original mob attack.The pursuit of something so academic while Cornelius is locked up, talks of the passion and obsession of the times.
I have read this several times. I love the complexity of it, as well as it's simplicity.
If you are into love stories - this has a great one - of loyalty, devotion, and self-sacrifice.
If you are into studies of human nature - here too. It explores mob-mentality, politics, truth as it relates to justice, aspirations of power and the willingness to achieve that end regardless of the cost to others. And, underlying everything, the complete destructive capacity of jealousy. The danger of covetousness. All intertwined with history.
This is a little known book, hidden on the shelves behind "The Three Musketeers" and "The Count of Monte Cristo". Forget those for now, and read this one. I'll bet that you won't regret it.
The Black Tulip proffers the readers a magnanimous range of human emotions, ranging from hatred, greed, loyalty, jealousy, obsession, and above all the 3 most striking emotions of tolerance, love, and dedication!
The first-seven chapters with gruesome political-historical content and neighbor-hatred turned out to be tough and gritty for me (due to my oblivion towards the topic). The first few chapters put forward the cruel ghastly politics of the 17th-century Dutch where 2 dutchmen are butchered by the mob (in the course of the political state of affairs)! Once I was past these tough chapters, the story gathered for me and I stayed riveted. Without imperiling the readers' interest and not sharing any spoilers (Though I guess the blurb reveals a lot more
Consider me befuddled. William of Orange is depicted in The Black Tulip as an almost pantomime villain, although bereft of curling moustaches. Whereas Neal Stephenson characterizes Willie as a paragliding badass who saves England in the Glorious Revolution. I’ll ignore period politics and remain bemused, which is an appropriate way to savor this novel. Dumas is masterful at maintaining suspense and creating concurrent narratives that fall into convenient heap for a happy conclusion.
I should add that the thought on horticulture were engaging, though the political prism was never elucidated.
You know how people watch comfort tv-shows or eat comfort food? Well, I find that Dumas is my comfort reading. When I want to read a good story, a good adventure with a good plot, characters I can root for or characters I can hate without remorse, I go to Dumas. He's a bit like that grandfather who's been everywhere in the world and tells the best stories.
Here he goes on to do all this, perhaps a little less successefully than usually: the plot takes a bit to start and I found the beginning a bit stale. Which is odd as it concerns two horrific murders. Perhaps because we know what is going to happen and Dumas really thrives on suspense and on the unknown. It doesn't matter. He recovers as he introduces Rosa and the prison where Cornelius is kept. Also quite noteworthy is the portrayal of William of Orange who, like Richelieu in the Three Musketeers, is written as a highly ambiguous and grey character.