Re-Listen Liveblog: The Secret Commonwealth, chapters 23-33 (end)
Roundup part 3 of my Secret Commonwealth re-listen. Itâs the last 6 hours, and it took 4 work days to get through. (My hold on The Rose Field was 4th in line when it started, and now Iâm up to 2nd.)
No cute critter photos in this one. Weâre just slouching toward the finish line to be done.
Chapter 23:
Lyraâs boat ride away from Constantinople: itâs as if, all of a sudden, Pullman noticed he forgot to show any of the bad behavior Pan was mad about.
So Lyra starts reminiscing about a bunch of mean things she was definitely saying/doing right before the book started. Picking on a classmate for not understanding something! Haughtily refusing to go to an art exhibition! (Not just any art, though. Religious art.) Actual problems, the kind that organically follow from âa person whoâs fixed on logic while forgetting the value of kindness.â
I wish Pan had said he was mad about specific things like this. Or that any of them had come up, at all, during his silent lonely stewing about how mad he was. It also stands out that Lyra isnât regretting anything she did during TSC itself. Nothing the readers already knew about, where we might have been waiting for the narrative payoff of âwe can already see this is bad, will Lyra ever realize it?â
Lyra also now connects this to âwhether you believe in things that can only be seen with imagination,â then, again, sorts a random set of her own mundane/physical experiences into that category.
Thinking about how, in Willâs world, daemons are invisible by nature. Willâs daemon was physically pulled out of him at the Final Shore. (Jopariâs too, when he crossed the daemon-separating tundra the witches use.)
Mary, though, used a âseeing with imaginationâ trick to meet hers. Someone like Mary wouldâve been ideal to go through an âI canât see my daemon with ordinary vision, is he even real?â emotional journey.
So, Pullman, why are you trying so hard to give that arc to a character from the world where âdaemons are by-default obvious to ordinary sensesâ is a defining feature?
We even met a blind girl who interacted with Pan, to make it explicit that she canât see him without ordinary vision. (But can hear him with ordinary hearing.)
Ferry crashes into an unlit boat full of refugees. This is an ongoing thread I havenât mentioned, a wave of Middle Eastern people fleeing to Europe to escape the rise in rose-associated violence.
Turns out Alison is on the same ferry, and has disaster-management experience! (Really wish sheâd been established as Oakley Street, so this was payoff instead of random luck!)
Lyra briefly ends up with a baby. I do like the symmetry here. She was once the lost baby, separated from her family, needing safe passage on a boat in the care of kind strangers. Paying it forward.
Alison, in between directing 30 other things: Change its nappy. Have you ever done that?
Lyra: No!
Alison: Well, itâs common sense, youâll figure it out!
â€
Lyra has charge of an older child now, maybe 5? Wraps her in a blanket, gets her food, rocks her and sings her nursery rhymes.
The childâs daemon cuddles up to Lyra for warmth. Another parallel I really like, echoing baby Pan kneading on Malâs bare hand.
I do wish âLyraâs daemon is MIAâ came up as a problem here. Someone getting mad that sheâs too âdisfiguredâ or âunwellâ to be trusted with a child. Someone afraid sheâs a non-human taking advantage of the chaos â say, a baby-stealing faerie? Someone else panicking based on a distorted rumor about the link between âseparated peopleâ and âthe specialest rosesâ, and think Lyra is dangerously connected to the exact violence theyâre fleeing in the first place.
(The kid notices the next morning, and shrinks away in fear, but thatâs all.)
Chapter 24
Back with Mal, at his next travel stop. Officials go through his papers and call his contacts to make sure heâs a real scholar. Glad to see that kind of security prep coming into the plot a bit.
Olivier tries to tail Malcolm, Mal turns the tables and tails him, big confrontation.
For once, this is really suspenseful and satisfying! Malâs âinterrogating someone with lies and intimidationâ skills, and Olivierâs âlying and intimidating his way out of an interrogationâ skills, have both been well-demonstrated on-page. Pitting them against each other is a great payoff for that!
Also: itâs not weirdly-straightforward exposition with no codes or precautions. Theyâre both constantly throwing bluffs and half-truths at each other. The narration doesnât call them out for us, we can spot them ourselves, based on the context thatâs been set up in earlier conversations!
I know in some ways this sounds like Basic Good Writing. But itâs been so pointedly absent, in so many earlier scenes. Itâs just kinda wild to be slammed out of nowhere with âhey, remember that Pullman is actually good at this?â
Sidenote: Olivier justâŠcomes right out and says he thinks Delamare is a siscon. Thatâs pretty funny.
(I do wish it was set up with something like âwhen Olivier gets Force-visions of Delamareâs creepy stalker board, he sees that the room also has an even creepier Marisa shrine.)
Chapter 25:
Lyra in Greece, seeking the woman from the address book that KubiÄek flagged as âa helpful daemonless person.â Called a Princess, grandmotherly age, big expensive estate, lives alonwme except servant(s).
Lyra acts like a witch to get admitted, but once inside heâs back to openly explaining her real backstory.
Princess: Thereâs a lot youâre not telling me
Lyra: I donât know how long youâll be interested
Princess: Does my life look super exciting to you? Do you see anything more interesting that I could be getting back to? Come on, spill
The Princessâs separation story is fascinating. A kind weâve never heard before. Her cat daemon fell in love with a sexy lower-class chorus girl (who was their brotherâs side piece at first, oh dear). Princess herself is not in loveâŠbut ends up running off with the chorus girl, for her daemonâs sake.
Or so she says. Pretty sure this is the first mention in the whole series of queer people existing. I assume homophobia is still big in Magisterium-controlled society, itâs just that the anti-gay narrative has some extra twists to accommodate how, in most cases, âwoman falls in proper godly hetero love with a manâ includes âwoman falls in love with the visibly-female aspect of that man.â
So this raises the prospect that a woman could go âIâm not that sort of person! Itâs only my male daemon who fell in love. Any feelings I maybe appeared to have were all faked for his sake.â
Still scandalous! Itâs what people believe about the Princess, and sheâs still in disgrace! But different scandalous. And maybe different in a way thatâs more manageable.
Separation, at last, when the Princess wanted to go home. Her daemon was clinging to the chorus girl as the Princess dragged herself away.
Adding âaddictionâ to our info about daemon injuries/ailments: The chorus girlâs own daemon wasnât into the romance eitherâŠand coped by getting into opium. Supposedly, since the girl herself didnât take it, she wasnât affected! (Though she died young, so maybe it was a factor, who knows.)
The Princess has a photo of Olivier. Says sheâs his great-aunt, on his motherâs side.
Not the first reference to Olivierâs motherâŠand every one has left her unnamed. Another moment when Lyra probably shouldâve asked some follow-up questions, huh.
Chapter 26:
Malcolm meets with a contact, gets taken to a conference of rose-growers, right on the day when armed Magisterium agents show up and bolt the doors.
Remember Delamareâs whole âconvince the people to not even care what truth isâ plan? Itâs not part of this at all. The Church enforcers are doing the classic âthere is an Objectively Knowable Will of the Authority, which is that God hates roses. If you want to be good obedient Authority-fearing Christians, get out of the rose business. If that abstract fear isnât enough of a motivation, weâll start shooting protestors, until youâre all afraid of us.â
Okay, the resolution of this is weird. The leader shoots one farmer, orders a round of hostages brought to the stage. Malcolm volunteers as tribute, manages to catch the leader behind a curtain, breaks his neck, and sneaks out.
And then thereâs no more violence at all? The other enforcers find the leaderâs corpse, and are so at a loss for how to cope that one charismatic guy in the audience says âHey, letâs all talk this outâ andâŠthey just do?
I did like how the sneaking part played out. Lots of âAsta uses their separation to go scouting, at distances a normal daemon couldnât handle, so nobody would expect it.â
But outside, when Mal hears the talking, and no shooting (yet), he figures âguess thatâs all settledâ and goes to the pub! No calling in allies to make sure everyone gets out safe. No summoning the press to put a spotlight on this aggression that the Magisterium is clearly trying to keep silent. Malâs local contact is still in the theater, and Mal doesnât even stick around to be available if it all goes sideways and that guy needs help. He just. Goes to the pub.
The crowd fully forgets about the big red-haired man who was on-stage a moment earlier, and disappeared shortly before they found a dead body. Someone says âmaybe this death was an angel carrying out divine providence?â And everyone (except, I assume, Malâs contact) gets talked into believing it.
Seriously?
Idle speculation: maybe Pullman started this with the plan that it would devolve into a mass shooting. Then either an editor came down on it, or he started second-guessing it on his own. âThis is getting too real. Iâm not sure I have the skill/experience to write it in a way that feels sensitive and respectful to readers who have survived this kind of violence IRL. And itâll weaken the story overall if I fumble something this heavy. Better if I just donât go there.â
But instead of reworking the whole scene, he kept the exact same buildup, only to have it fizzle out in this improbably peaceful way.
(Again, I have no idea how likely this is. Just a train of thought I went down.)
Chapter 27:
Lyra gets a hotel room in town, goes people-watching. Reference to a daemon smoking (sharing with its human), two others sharing a bag of nuts.
Cut to Pan, somewhere rural, finding a daemonless girl. She was a refugee on the boat we saw earlier (mentions a sister, and itâs the girl Lyra was caring for). Got swept away from her daemon. Made it to shore, but alone.
For the first time, Pan brings up the idea of visiting the Blue Hotel, on the grounds of âyour daemon might end up there, and weâll be less conspicuous if we travel together.â
Back to Lyra: visits a cafĂ© mentioned in the murdered manâs papers, and gets approached by Bud Schlesinger, an American spy who appeared briefly in LBS. (He found the âmaybe Malcolm also has a super special fated destinyâ prophecy.)
For the first time, Lyra exchanges Oakley Street code phrases with someone! Finally, that comes up as a thing!
The Magisterium has an arrest order for Lyra; Bud recognized her from a school photo theyâre circulating. Gets his wife to help change her look (haircut, dye, fake glasses).
[Note from the future while editing this post: Pretty sure those Magisterium wanted posters are never mentioned again after this chapter. If Lyra is ever at risk of being caught and turned in, the readers never know.]
I did sigh when Lyra thought âcan I trust him? My enemies might have found out these code phrases to trick me.â
Honey, you have trusted every random person youâve run into. Why would the enemy bother with that much spycraft? All they have to do is be superficially nice, and youâll follow any stranger to be alone with them anywhere!
Lyra to herself, during a chat with Budâs wife where she goes into all kinds of personal backstory: This woman would be an irresistible interrogator, she makes people want to tell her anything
âŠhoney, no, you are the worldâs easiest interrogation subject.
Look, this is fine as a character point. With Pan gone, sheâs desperate for a trusted companion that she can tell anything. But with all the self-reflection and realization sheâs done in the last few chapters, I wish it had come up by now. Or I wish either of the trained spies sheâs getting advice from had picked up on it, and warned her.
Mal wrote a letter to Lyra and sent it c/o Bud, which is wildly lucky. Unless Mal sent copies of the same letter to multiple agents in the region?
âŠbut he also put Lyraâs non-coded name on it. Right on the outside of the envelope. Brightly flagging any recipient as âa person to monitor if youâre trying to catch Lyra.â Back in âlol what even is opsecâ territory.
So, ah, the chapter ends with Budâs building on fire. Which is well-deserved as âserious consequences for how sloppy they all are at secrecy.â I just wish theyâd made the enemy work for it, you know?
Chapter 28:
Lyra sneaking to the train station. Her whirling thoughts include âPan, why did you go to the Blue Hotel?â
She still doesnât know he is going there. Itâs just âthe only idea she had.â Has she forgotten it was a wild guess? (Has Pullman forgottenâŠ?)
Passes some temporary refugee housing. Thinks that people torn away from their home countries have the same âun-whole, theyâve lost something essentialâ vibe as people torn away from their daemons.
Thatâs a strong parallel. I like it.
Thinks about her witch backstory again, and reflects that she doesnât have a passport in her witch alias. Now that youâve mentioned it, Pullman, why didnât you go back and edit in that Coram hooked her up with a fake ID? One with a photo of a bird daemon, even? You had such a good scene where Malâs papers got scrutinized at a border! Why didnât the spy characters prep Lyra at all for something like that?
Friendly stranger on the train asks if Lyra is a witch. Again, she leans on that backstory, only when someone else guessed. He says he had a romance with a witch once. Notable that he addresses Lyra as âyoung lady,â though he should be keenly aware that a witch of Lyraâs appearance could be decades or centuries older than him.
He has a pack of picture-cards. The prediction ones that are totally different from tarot. And he just leaves the deck with Lyra! No instruction on how to use them, doesnât even mention they can be used for prediction at all. I guess he just heard the foreshadowing, noticed weâre nearing the end of the book, and figured heâd better pay it off quickly or nobody else would get around to it.
I donât get why Lyra thinks âIâll draw these cards, free-associate meanings based on the pictures that come up, and expect to get real information out of that,â when she canât or wonât do that with the set of pictures sheâs been carrying around for all of TSC.
With the alethiometer, you need training and reference books to understand the symbologyâŠor you can just ignore the symbols and channel Force-visions, but thatâs bad and makes you sick. With the cards, thereâs no limits or prerequisites, theyâre just supposed to work? All while theyâre so cheap and easy to make, people will just hand them out for free to strangers on a train?
This is so unsatisfying. I remember it not getting any better, either.
[Note from editing: I was right.]
Lyra thinks, âIf free will is real, then I can choose to believe this works.â
Seriously? Shades of Delamareâs âwe will convince people the truth doesnât matter.â Who cares what is true? Anything you want to be true, just go ahead and act as if it is. Thatâs your right as a free person!
It also calls back to that fear I had reading LBS: that Pullman wants to imply the real problem with the Magisterium is that theyâre the wrong religion, and the good moral thing to do is to fall in line with the correct religion. Oof.
Catch-up notes, added at home later:
Chapter 28 had this passage, which I wanted to bring up when I could include a screencap of the full thing. Itâs the first (and only?) time all book when Lyra considers an idea I wanted to see much earlier: If sheâs having an existential crisis about âwhat if daemons are fake and the universe is dead,â why not worry about herself being fake and dead?
So, hey, hereâs the worry!
I do wish it connected more toâŠwell, anything. Lyra doesnât get here as the culmination of a train of those other thoughts, it just comes up out of nowhere. It doesnât lead her to any breakthrough realization, either, like âwhen Talbot argued that daemons arenât real, he was building up to this.â She just moves along to experimenting with her newly-acquired deck of cards.
She does think âI can choose not to be skeptical about these cards,â and you can see the parallel to âI can choose not to be skeptical about my consciousness.â
âŠBut itâs not a great one. Lyra got these cards five minutes ago! Her only reason to think they might be predictive is, one shady magician told her Dust-reading cards exist! And he also said there are scam cards with no special powers at all, so if she âchooses to believeâ in a deck of those, sheâs sunk.
I also wish the weight of this had been hanging over Lyra all book. Wish we saw her almost-stopping her journey, because hey, if thereâs no meaning and nothing is real, why is she making all this effort? (Wish she kept having to avoid the thought of, if thereâs no meaning and nothing is real, she had no reason to abandon Pan on the Final Shore in the first placeâŠ)
Another note: the chapter title is âMyrioramaâ, which I had to look up, itâs a word for this kind of deck of picture-cards. The art lines up on the edges, so you can arrange them in any order and theyâll always form a continuous landscape. A myriad of panoramas.
Itâs a cool idea. I understand Pullman wanting to give his characters this specific thing to play with.
Still donât get the âbut tarot is a scam for gullible idiotsâ part, though. I even went looking for myriorama tarot decks, and hey, people have made those!
Chapter 29:
The department that oversees Oakley Street moves to shut it down. Staff quietly follow a pre-arranged plan to get all their stuff independently secured.
The Magisterium is driving this, and the rhetoric is that OS is âcounter-modern.â Iâm trying to think of any IRL situation where the framing was âthe organized Church is the cool cutting-edge modern leader.â Havenât come up with any.
Sure, there are other groups that have used âwe are The Future, fall into line with us if youâre not a tradition-worshipping scaredy-catâ to intimidate people into supporting their agendas. But theyâre modern corporations. Occasionally, an up-and-coming cult. Never an established religion thatâs been in power for hundreds or thousands of years.
The outgoing head of OS talks with an ally about the Churchâs interest in âsome mysterious resource in the desert.â The vagueness does come off as, okay, Pullman is leaning into a âletâs make up reasons to invade the Middle East for oilâ parallel. But Iâm surprised these well-connected characters donât seem to know itâs roses. Talk of rose-related violence is all over the place! They havenât put two and two together yet?
Another hint at pharma profits. Pullman, please, quit teasing us, just let somebody discover what this rumored medical use is.
Mal visits Bud. You know, I think Pullman is just bad at writing spy-movie action scenes. They visit a co-worker of the murdered man from chapter 1, now injured and staying at a safehouse in care of a nurse. She poisons Bud with something temporary that wears off fast, poisons the sick man with something that kills him but slowly enough he has time to give Mal good intel, flees without even trying to poison Mal. He gives chase, she shoots him in the hipâŠthen, instead of (a) shooting until she gets a better hit or (b) finishing her escape while heâs blatantly unable to chase, she just shoots herself.
That poor sick guy shouldâve been far too drugged to say anything useful. Bud should be super dead right now. The nurse shouldâve made an easy escape once she got that far awayâŠnot that she shouldâve managed to drug one spy and then just walk out the door in the first place, with the other spy totally oblivious.
Mal: Why was your house firebombed? Did someone know Lyra went there?
Bud: No, we werenât followed, and besides, everyone already knew where my house was
My dude, that means an enemy wouldnât need to follow you around, just have someone with a sharp-eyed daemon (or binoculars!) stake out your front door.
I donât even read spy thrillers! Why am I thinking of angles that these supposed professionals arenât?
Mal gets on a train, ends up passing out from his injury. Oops.
(He and Asta also read and discuss this fantasy epic poem. Itâs come up before, so I expect it to come back again later.)
[Note from editing: Okay, it didnât. Itâs called Jahan and Rukhsana, and this isnât a cameo by a real piece of our-world literature, itâs an epic love/adventure poem unique to Lyraâs World. Doesnât do much in the book except hammer in how important roses are, and give us some lovely imagery thatâs probably foreshadowing, considering that it lines up with all the other foreshadowing.]
Chapter 30:
Alice! She gets to be in the book at least one more time! Oh good.
CCD comes to Jordan to interrogate her about Lyraâs trip. Alice is delightful, hostile and unimpressed, bringing back the full sarcasm and acid-tongued mockery she got so good at as a teenager.
CCD agent: I believe you know more than youâre saying
Alice: Oh? Is it true, then, just because you believe it?
Alice staking a strong position on the side of âyou donât have some inherent right to just believe anything, regardless of the facts.â
Getting in front of witnesses, yelling, âTell everyone. Tell Norman and Barry!â Which one of Aliceâs friends interprets (correctly) as âtell the Polsteads,â since those are the names of the ornamental peacocks at their pub!
Thatâs a better bit of opsec than most of Malcolmâs scenes put together.
Mrs. Polstead immediately thinks to check in on Hannah, who by then is in the middle of having the CCD raid her house. (So, hey, awesome, we also get more Hannah.)
This is one of the confrontations that works really well! Nobodyâs armed with anything fancier than a poker, the agents were expecting to prevail on pure intimidation, and as soon as Hannah gets enough allies to outnumber them, itâs only a matter of time before they lose their nerve and slink ways. Especially with Mrs. Polstead doing her own round of âbeing too loud and righteous for them to get away without any witnesses.â
Aliceâs friend gets fired over all this. Alice herself ends up disappeared in a rail car with other undesirables. In a particularly sadistic touch, their daemons are kept in cages under their seats.
Itâs awful. And itâs so much more grounded and real than all the too-neat, too-convenient escapes weâve been seeing with Lyra and Mal. Thereâs weight to it. There are ongoing stakes. The enemy is a competent and organized threat.
Probably not enough pages left for Alice to get an equally-well-earned rescue scene, huh.
[Future editing note: Nope. This is the last we see of Alice, Hannah, or any of the Polsteads â the previous chapter was the last we saw of Malcolm.]
Chapter 31:
Oh, joy, itâs the SA chapter. Lyra ends up on a train with a group of soldiers, presumably on their way to join Delamareâs Rose InquisitionâŠand a bunch of them attack. All the easy escapes, lucky coincidences, and conveniently helpful strangers sheâs gotten throughout the book, why do this much of a tone swerve at all? Why like this? What does this add to the story, the message, the overall themes?
And whoâs going to be the gratuitous assault victim in the third book, because it sure seems like Pullman is going for a pattern, here.
Lyra, thinking: âOh, Pan, are you satisfied now?â
Oh yay. Finally, an example of Lyra mad at Pan for a viewpoint heâs never claimed or suggested in any way. Just the narrative symmetry I was hoping for. Good job, book.
Okay, some notes on other thoughts I had this chapterâŠ
- Today Lyra pretends to be French. Recites lines of memorized poetry, in order to seem fluent. I assume itâs a real poem, Iâll look it up at some point
- Pan used German at the school for the blind. Noted that they studied it via German poetry. He held a real conversation, though, didnât just quote
- Lyraâs travel prep should have included âpacking some Language For Tourists guides.â Sheâs been so reliant on âfinding an English-speaker to help me,â and why? All these long international train/boat rides wouldâve been a great time to drill herself on handy Arabic vocabulary
Lyra had one monumental advantage in the fight scene. She was Literally The Only Person There who wasnât vulnerable to the pain of âopponent touching your daemon.â And she doesnât use it! The narration talks about how furiously and violently she fought back, but this doesnât occur to her, even in the aftermath. Why not? Either âat least I didnât stoop to their level by grabbing their daemonsâ or âdammit, I shouldâve tried grabbing their daemonsâ would have been a valid reaction as far as Iâm concerned â she just shouldâve had some reaction about it.
âŠEspecially for the contrast to the Alice scene!
After Bonneville used daemon-touching as a power move to make an assault worse, if Lyraâs scene has flipped that around, with her using it as a power move of desperate self-defenseâŠ
Look, Iâm not saying it wouldâve redeemed the sequence for me. But. There would at least be a note of âokay, Pullman, I can see how you are trying to Do Something with this.â
As-isâŠyeah, no. This just sucks. Full stop.
Follow-up about the poetry:
The two French poems Lyra quotes. First one is âLe Corâ (The Horn) (as in, a hunting horn) by Alfred de Vigny, 1825. Lyra quotes the first and last lines.
Couldnât find a line-by-line English translation of the whole thing. Hereâs my attempt to do these two, in a way that conveys the meaning while still sounding poetic:
Jâaime le son du Cor, le soir, au fond des bois
(I love the cry of the horn, in the dusk, in the deep of the woods)
Dieu! que le son du Cor est triste au fond des bois!
(My god! how the cry of the horn has such grief in the deep of the woods!)
The second poem is âCorrespondancesâ (Correspondences) (as in parallels, echoes, resonances) by Charles Baudelaire, 1919. Lyra quotes the first two lines, and that page had a dozen different English translations, so pick your favorite. Itâs also about being in a forest:
La Nature est un temple oĂč de vivants piliers / Laissent parfois sortir de confuses paroles
(Nature is a temple, where the living columns sometimes breathe confusing speech)
Chapter 32:
Lyra arrives in Seleukeia, which in our world is in Iraq. Canât find a hotel or any English-speakers, ends up sleeping on the street. Found and taken in byâŠthe daemonless caste? Sure wish she had a vocab book. They canât share their separation backstories at all. Accidents of circumstance, like KubiÄek? Irreconcilable differences, like the Princess? Or forced somehow?
They gift her a Muslim-style head scarf. Only hint we have so far about how Islam is doing in this world.
[Note from editing: And itâs the only one weâll get. No further hints about how Judaism is doing in this world, either.]
Lyra finds a church with English on the signs, goes in seeking help. Youâd think sheâd hesitate at least a little. How many loyal Magisterium agents work there?
English-speaking priest says the people who took her in were Tajik. Most of the daemonless caste are. Not allowed to travel in daylight, and forced to go by numbers instead of names. He finally spills the backstory I was suspicious about: thereâs a black-market trade in separated daemons. Poor parents (so, mostly ethnic minorities) will sell their childrenâs daemons for survival money.
On the one hand, it fits the worldbuilding that a trade like this would exist. On the other, Iâm probably thinking too hard about the logistics, but. Most daemonless people, like KubiÄek, couldnât afford this. Some, like the Princess, could, but wouldnât want it. (Itâs not like having a kidney transplant! You donât have to look the new kidney in the eyes and be indifferent to its pain afterward!)
Maybe theyâre also selling to people like Magician Dad, or even the Bolvangar researchers. People who arenât looking for a transplant, just a test subject.
Quick mention of âmedical companies.â Can the specialest rose oil be used to non-fatally separate daemons, and thatâs why theyâre buying it up? Is the Church bankrolling this, so they donât actually care if the daemon-selling side turns a profit, theyâre just doing Bolvangar again?
Priest also gives Lyra a heartwarming speech about âthe Authority never wishes for His creations to be split apart.â Pullman is making a point of depicting âreligious people who actually do good things as an expression of their faith,â following up the nuns in LBS. I expect this priest would keep trying to support and care for people, even if he found out the Authority was dead. Thatâs a real kind of person, so itâs nice to see them included in this world.
But whoo boy, is it darkly funny for him to be giving an uplifting speech about the love of God to Lyra.
Priest points Lyra to the hotel where the daemon-sellers find customers. She gets a room. People start visiting, with business cards, sales pitches, product photos.
One of them cites Gottfried as a happy customer! Lyra hasnât met the guy, so sheâs wary, but we saw him through Panâs POV, and yeah, that perfectly explains the weirdness around his daemon.
I have so many follow-up questions. If only Pan had stayed around to chat with the dog, instead of leaving after getting cryptic nonsense from the human! Why did she leave her original human? Was it a choice, or forced? Was Gottfried calling her by her own name, or using his original daemonâs name and expecting her to answer?
I still suspect Gottfried of doing a âself-induced separation ordeal to prove daemons donât matter,â and thatâs why his daemon peaced out. So why does the âreplacementâ daemon stick around? Or could it be the other way around: that he lost his daemon first, and started writing âdaemons arenât even realâ stories/treatises as a coping mechanism?
Does anyone in his life know about the swap? I expect his miserable self-isolation is to limit the number of acquaintances who could notice. Does his maybe-daughter know anything?
None of this is ever going to be answered, is it? The one separation case that isnât just âa human just tells us the whole backstory, Lyra takes it at face value,â and it goes all the way to the other extreme, of âreaders arenât shown enough to put the story together for ourselves, and we never will be.â
Yay.
Anyway. Some credit to Lyra for not telling that priest her real name and backstory. Even if his intentions were pure, she has a little discretion instead of immediately sharing everything, thatâs good.
In another book, Iâd be wondering if his stance of âI canât tell you about this daemon trafficking business, I shanât, I mustnâtâŠokay, Iâve told you, but I shouldnât have, please donât go anywhere near itâ was a front, and heâs a feeder for this industry, in a way that gives him plausible deniability. In this book, any advice Lyra trusts has turned out to be honest and on-the-level and not manipulating her for the adviserâs own purposes in any way.
Almost like âIt was nothing more than what it was,â huh.
Chapter ends with Lyra hiring a guide who can take her on a camel ride to the Blue Hotel.
Or so he says. Thereâs nothing to stop him from knocking her on the head, taking all her stuff, and leaving her in the sand to die. Lyra doesnât check his trustworthiness with the alethiometer, or with the cool new cards that are totally better than an alethiometer. And youâd think the whole âout of nowhere, SA!â interlude wouldâve had some lasting effect on Lyraâs willingness to be alone with male strangers.
But nope.
Next chapter is the end of the book.
Time for me to rediscover how much it leaves unfulfilledâŠ
Chapter 33:
Lyraâs guide tells some stories about the creatures in this region, including a camel-like species that parallel the panserbjĂžrne: they have language and culture, but their daemons are internal.
[Note from editing: theyâre called bagazhkti, and the HDM wiki doesnât mention them showing up in TRF, so they may or may not be as real as the armored bears are.]
Sold her a salve for her injuries, which seems to help. Stray mention of it being rose-based, because of course.
Reference to period cramps. Oh, good, sheâs not pregnant. (The assault scene didnât appear to get that far anyway, but itâs nice to have confirmation.)
Mention of Lyra still being âin the grip of university philosophyâ like Talbotâs. Never mind that she hasnât been shown believing or following any of his principles for chapters nowâŠ
They arrive at the ruins of a city, at night. Lyra decides sheâs going in.
Cliffhanger ending, which spends the last five minutes bringing back two more plot threads so we can cliffhang the set. Olivier tracked Lyra here, planning to shoot her. The guide stops her, with a cryptic warning about âa great treasure that only she can take us to.â (Hah, some ulterior motives! About time.) And Lyra finds the teen girl Pan met after the boat wreck! If she got here (somehow??), we know Pan could get here. But is he? Or any other daemons, for that matter? Tune in next book to find out!
âŠIâd love to have some kind of profound wrap-up statement here. But everything I think of to say is just ârepeating and re-emphasizing things Iâve complained about already.â
So, yeah. That was it. Thatâs the book.
One last note:
I finally had a chance to reread my original reaction post.
There are some details I missed or misremembered that time around. Example, I had forgotten that Malcolm actually took the initiative to kill the enemy leader at the not-shootout (although, considering the total lack of consequences it gets him, can you blame me?). Or, with the Tajik couple that took Lyra in overnight, I mentioned âtheir houseâ when it was a cart (big enough to live in, but still).
But my overall reaction was basically the same! I was broad-strokes frustrated by the same set of issues. So, yeah, I stand by it.
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