The Golden Spaniard
Posted: Fri 12 May, 2006 15:31:53
One could argue that The Golden Spaniard is one of DW's greatest thrillers, and indeed it was his personal favourite, along with The Second Seal. Though it does not draw upon the occult or black magic as a central theme, all the great ingredients are present; an action packed storyline set against a historical backdrop, a fantastic plot that twists and turns all the way to the frenetic climax, and an emotional subplot.
The Four Modern Musketeers for once turn against each other, in a plot hinting at Dumas earlier tale, with De Richleau and Richard pitting their wits against Simon and Rex in pursuit of a consignment of gold that will ultimately secure the authority of Spain for one of the sides who are involved in the Spanish Revolution. Though they remain friends, both parties never let up in their mission and the emphasis swings from side to side (though tellingly, DW never once shifts his own allegiance away from that of DR). There are brilliant scenes throughout, including the Madrid riots, the massacre in the swimming pool, and the clever switching of the bombs on the Rex's plane. Mr Wheatley, typically as ever, even finds time to throw in some makeshift wining and dining, and despite hiding out in a disused warehouse, The Duc and Richard are readily able to tuck into some fine hock. The best, however, is saved for last, when we discover the source for the Duc's odd countenance, resulting in a powerfully uplifting final chapter.
For a true thrilling ride, this is up there with his very best.
The Four Modern Musketeers for once turn against each other, in a plot hinting at Dumas earlier tale, with De Richleau and Richard pitting their wits against Simon and Rex in pursuit of a consignment of gold that will ultimately secure the authority of Spain for one of the sides who are involved in the Spanish Revolution. Though they remain friends, both parties never let up in their mission and the emphasis swings from side to side (though tellingly, DW never once shifts his own allegiance away from that of DR). There are brilliant scenes throughout, including the Madrid riots, the massacre in the swimming pool, and the clever switching of the bombs on the Rex's plane. Mr Wheatley, typically as ever, even finds time to throw in some makeshift wining and dining, and despite hiding out in a disused warehouse, The Duc and Richard are readily able to tuck into some fine hock. The best, however, is saved for last, when we discover the source for the Duc's odd countenance, resulting in a powerfully uplifting final chapter.
For a true thrilling ride, this is up there with his very best.