Under the influence of a heavy cold, I decided to re-read a classic, salvaged from my extreme youth. I think I last read it at around the age of 9, but kept it with other ancient tomes, despite many clear-outs over the years.
Before Indiana Jones had taken the dog's name, there was Biggles: hard as nails and full of the Bulldog spirit. Here, Biggles, first world war fighter ace and his support team of Smythe and Algy get involved with the black heart of South America. You come across our eponymous hero as he gets ambushed dropping in on his far-from-geriatric uncle "Dickpa" and after Biggles first demonstrates his ability to bludgeon those of an inferior race, he gets into a house-siege during which he shows his SAS credentials by not only escaping from under the enemy guns, but returning with an airplane to collect the others.
Miss Marple would have had kittens at the goings on.
Onward to Brazil - it's where the nuts come from? where the mutts go to? it's where the nuts go to? or where the mutt's nuts can be found? we get all versions at some point in the narrative.
politically correct it isn't - Brazilian officials are corrupt, 'negroes' are enslaved by loans, natives are psychopaths and Americans want the treasure - it's not in their country, but hey! 'might is right'. could those things really happen? what stands in their way is Biggles and his team and for all his individual bravado, he IS a team player.
It seems a little over-dramatic for the locals to be cannibals and the story IS dramatic, with barely a pause for the reader to reflect on the believability of the plot development. is it somewhat coincidental that a volcanic eruption occurs in the few days that they are in the area?
suspension of disbelief is a requirement for this story.
With an ending that could have inspired "The Mummy" - "Biggles and the Cruise of the Condor" stands alongside "Biggles Air Detective" as two pillars of the Temple of Adventure that I was called to as a child.
Surprisingly, there is a moment of sensitivity when Biggles finds the body of a dead rubber-trader - he seems aware of the fragility of life in that environment and how the mischance of a fever could end it all.
Some of the language may be dated and the cultural norms rather different from today's, but at its heart a Biggles story is about overcoming adversity, loyalty to ones fellows and the necessity for acts of violence towards the bad guys.