‘Tamburlaine Must Die’ by Louise Welsh (2004) – 140 pages
‘Tamburlaine Must Die’ is the English playwright Christopher Marlowe’s own fictional account of his last days up until the day he was killed in an ale house in Deptford on May 30, 1593. He was 29 years old.
The novella starts at the home of Marlowe’s patron Thomas Walsingham who allows Marlowe to stay at his home outside London to work on his plays. Then Marlowe travels to London where events get quite hectic for him
The era of Queen Elizabeth I was a time when religious crimes such as heresy and blasphemy were treated as civil crimes with exceedingly harsh punishments including torture and death. Christopher Marlowe was not one who was shy or careful about what he said or even wrote especially during and after one of his trips to one of the many London ale-houses. He frequently was in trouble with the authorities.
Christopher Marlowe has an “adventurous nature”.
Now Marlowe is in trouble with the Privy Council of Queen Elizabeth. He is accused of committing heresy, of being an avowed atheist who caused others to convert to his beliefs, and of posting a scurrilous threatening bill on the door of the Dutch church signed “Tamburlaine” which happens to be the name of one of his plays.
I found some of the scenes in this novella quite well done, especially when Marlowe talks over his plight with the old gaoler in Newgate prison he knew from the first time Marlowe was locked up. Another scene has the following sharp dialogue:
“You seem to find yourself in some small difficulty, Master Marlowe.”
“It is a fact of my profession. Theatre is built on difficulties.”
“The theatre of life also?”
“It is so for all men.”
“Perhaps,” he smiled, a brotherly smile, sympathetic yet with no illusions about my character, “but most men’s troubles are of a mundane nature. They lack money or have upset their wife. You are in danger of losing your life.”
However ‘Tamburlaine Must Die’ is too often too sensational and way over the top. We go from bloody incident to bloody incident with few quiet moments in between them. There is scarcely little about how Christopher Marlowe came to write those plays which are still performed over 400 years later – ‘Doctor Faustus’, ‘Tamburlaine’, and ‘Edward II’ among others.
It is difficult to keep track of all the side characters that are introduced too quickly and then are gone from the novella.
There is more sword play than word play in ‘Tamburlaine Must Die’.
Grade: C
Posted by Cathy746books on March 12, 2021 at 6:55 PM
I found this wanting too, although I’ve now lined up The Reckoning, a biography of Marlowe, to read soon.
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Posted by Anokatony on March 12, 2021 at 7:32 PM
Hi Cathy,
There is also ‘A Dead Man in Deptford’ by Anthony Burgess which is another fictional account of Christopher Marlowe. In hindsight, that is probably the one I should have read, but after reading ‘The Cutting Room’ I really did want to read another Louise Welsh despite the lackluster reviews of ‘Tamburlaine Must Die’.
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Posted by Cathy746books on March 12, 2021 at 7:43 PM
That’s good to know, thank you. I have The Cutting Room but haven’t got round to reading it yet.
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Posted by RussophileReads on March 13, 2021 at 2:43 AM
The Reckoning is an absolutely wonderful biography. I’m sure you will love it!
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Posted by Cathy746books on March 13, 2021 at 2:47 AM
Thank you! I’m looking forward to it.
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Posted by Anokatony on March 13, 2021 at 2:51 AM
The Reckoning – I’ll keep that in mind.
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Posted by Lisa Hill on March 13, 2021 at 3:28 AM
By the sound of this, we are better off reading Marlowe than this book. I loved his stuff at university — so over the top!
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Posted by Anokatony on March 13, 2021 at 3:34 AM
Hi Lisa,
I did read Dr. Faustus by Marlowe and found it to be wonderful.
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Posted by Annabel (AnnaBookBel) on March 13, 2021 at 6:40 PM
I loved this novella. I wasn’t expecting the full Marlowe back-story, maybe that’s why.
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Posted by Anokatony on March 13, 2021 at 6:48 PM
Hi Annabel,
There is some speculation that Christopher Marlowe wasn’t killed on May 30, 1593. He just faked his death to avoid going to prison and being tortured for heresy or espionage. Then he adopted a new pen name, William Shakespeare. It just so happened that William Shakespeare started writing plays soon after Marlowe’s supposed death. They were nearly the same age.
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