Golly…so many to choose from!
There’s the boisterous Americans from FROM THE EARTH TO THE MOON, forever blowing each others’ limbs off!
The brutal, militaristic German professor from THE FIVE HUNDRED MILLIONS OF THE BEGUM, and the stolid, inhumanly science-obsessed German professor from A JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH!
The excitable yet somehow lazy Spaniards from HECTOR SERVADAC!
The Englishman with a stick up his arse from AROUND THE WORLD IN EIGHTY DAYS!
In short, nearly every character who isn’t a Frenchman, and therefore intelligent and/or heroic, gets the full Cardboard treatment from Monsieur Verne.
Not that this can’t be fun, of course…the enjoyment of literary cliches even as you see them bearing down on you from seven pages off is not unknown to me…but here are the two that cause me to wriggle in sympathetic embarrassment for the good ol’ Father of Modern Science Fiction:
Frycollin, the African-American valet from ROBUR THE CONQUEROR (aka THE CLIPPER OF THE CLOUDS): forever rolling his eyes in terror and wailing with subhuman fear, and actually called “nigger” at one point by the title character.
Isaac Hakhabut, the Jewish merchant of HECTOR SERVADAC. A skinflint and usurer, he’s described by the author as hook-nosed, dirty-bearded, with hands like “an eagle’s talons,” can “scent money as unerringly as a hound scents blood,” and is constantly mocked and belittled by the comic stooge character.
Ouch. These two all but ruined their host-novels for me. Any others feel this way?