An English baron, Sir Roger de
Tourneville, is mustering a force to aid King Edward III in his wars
in France.
And then a Wersgor spaceship arrives
over the small town in Lincolnshire where Roger is mustering. The
little blue men inside the scoutship attack, the English storm the
ship and kill all but one of the aliens, and Sir Roger gets a bright
idea: force the surviving alien, Branithar, to fly the English force
to France, and from there they can fly to the Holy Land. Sounds
great, right?
Unfortunately for them, Branithar has
other ideas, and plots a course for Tharixan, a Wersgor colony world,
and thus, Poul Anderson's 1960 novel The High Crusade
begins. Originally serialized in Astounding/Analog Science
Fiction and Fact, it was
published as a novel by Doubleday that same year.
Like Three Hearts and Three Lions,
the story is told within a framing device. In in, an expedition from
Earth comes across a curious historical record of how a bunch of
Medieval Englishmen became the first humans to travel the spaceways.
The main narrative is told by Brother Parvus, a scholar and clergyman
accompanying Sir Roger's wild adventure.
The
Englishmen, being medieval, are flabbergasted by the alien technology
they encounter, but Roger counters with a deep cunning born in a
feudal court system, and a tireless bravado that borders on
recklessness. Outnumbered and outgunned by the hostile Wersgorix, his
greatest advantage is his boldness in seizing the initiative and
outmaneuvering the rigid “advancements” of the aliens. They are
so used to impersonal, long-range warfare that when the English draw
them into close quarters, the outcome is invariably the same.
The
goal is to return home to Earth, but as the hope of that dwindles,
Sir Roger's drive pushes him to conquer Tharixan, which strains his
relationship with his wife, Catherine. She seeks succor in the
company of the handsome young Sir Owain Montbelle, and you can guess
that there are going to be problems.
The High Crusade
is commonly billed as a satire, and in many ways it is. The idea that
a bunch of Medieval Englishmen can be ripped away from Earth and go
about conquering a mighty space empire seems silly. It is
silly, when described that way.
And
yet, the strength of the novel is that it plays everything completely
straight. There is no single trace of irony, nor a smirk at the
audience that this is as absurd as it sounds. It is committed to the
kayfabe and that's how the story is able to work.
Because
the story is told with a straight face, it absorbs the reader into
it, and it transforms from a “ha ha, Deus Vult in space” concept
into a swashbuckling adventure story about a nobleman forced to rise
to the position of a conqueror. The climax of the story isn't the
conquest of the Wersgorix Empire, but is rather about resolving the
crumbling marriage of Roger and Catherine. With sword fighting.
I
can't recommend The High Crusade
enough. Its an absolute joy to read, both as an action-comedy and as
well-done speculative fiction. Anderson wrote a sequel called Quest
in 1983, and there was a movie adaptation in 1994 by Roland Emmerich,
which is apparently terrible.
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