

Paul Kaye as Terry Pratchett in Back in Black. It’s a clan with its own code of honour: to “be a bit more Terry” is to be kinder, more tolerant. Whether it was the life-changing offer he made to collaborate with the young Gaiman on Good Omens, or the blessing to Stephen Briggs’s attempts to map Ankh-Morpork, or simply Tipp-Exing over an old dedication in a secondhand copy of one of his books so he could “unsign” it for its new owner, Pratchett showered his fans with favours like a Highland clan chief. Even the famous faces that do appear – Neil Gaiman, Pratchett’s consigliere Rob Wilkins, the illustrator Paul Kidby – first entered Pratchett’s orbit as fans.

One of the charms of this docudrama is that it largely eschews the usual talking heads in favour of Discworld fans. As Auden said of Edward Lear: “He became a land.” And here are its people. It looks like a satellite photograph of some new country. A couple of minutes into Back in Black, there’s a shot of Terry Pratchett’s head, outlined in twinkling lights hovering over his own memorial service at the Barbican Centre in London.
