TheWormoftheWorld'sEnd wrote:I'm finding that most if not all the complaints here about AATE look as if they were copied straight out of certain Amazon reviews.
That ought to be extremely easy to prove. Care to give an example?
I liked this book for the first 100 pages. I bragged about it, defended Linden against attacks in the chapter 1 thread, enjoyed taking it slow and mulling over every sentence. Just ask Shadowbinding shoe. Or better yet, go check out the first 3 pages of his Reading Along thread. Once the book went downhill for me, I dropped out of that discussion mainly because I didn't want to be a source of negativity in a thread where others were still enjoying it. I did that out of respect for my fellow Watchers. I'm genuinely glad that others are having fun with it, and don't want to take anything away their experience of it.
This thread, however, is different. It's a thread about how bad it is, so I feel freer to voice a negative opinion without being a buzzkill. [It's also become a thread to bash people who have problems with the book and malign them with unfounded accusations like plagiarism without providing a shred of evidence, apparently. I honestly can't believe this great site has sunk to such lows. Thanks for the watchful eye, HLT, but we sorely need more of it. The AATE forum no longer feels like a place to freely exchange ideas and opinions without personal attacks against those with a dissenting opinion. It's really sad to see this place go downhill like this. I assumed we were all adults here.]
I LOVE nearly everything Donaldson has written. His work has been a huge inspiration in my life. (Ask me what color my wedding ring is!) I even love many parts of AATE. But for me, when characters spend nearly 200 pages in one spot, eating, sleeping, chit-chatting, bathing,
while the world is ending, and then because they are so directionless and clueless they allow their freakin horses to decide where to go next, I start questioning the dramatic choices of the author.
I *praised* the first 100 pages of the book because I felt like it was a bold choice for an author to have his characters sit in one spot for 5 chapters and discuss the ramifications of the colossal event which had just happened (bringing TC back to the land of the living). That moment
earned a 100 page breathing space in the 10-book saga of the Chronicles, and I was more than willing to soak it in. I was enthralled by Donaldson's ability to think of so much for these people to say and feel. I praised the delicate way he delineated the difference between despair and despite, the way he showed us Linden's agonizing over giving up her powers.
But then we get to the second part of the book, and that gypsum ridge starts to feel like home. In fact, it starts to feel like the one place in the whole universe. I've spent
weeks on that damn gypsum ridge. The characters sit there so long, they get attacked not once, but
twice. In the same spot! First, after plenty of sleeping/bathing/eating/pontificating, they get attacked. Do they leave this place now that their enemies know exactly where they're at? Hell no. They sleep/bathe/eat/pontificate some more. The giants decide it's a good time to show off their handiwork at building stone monuments (for a character who has done absolutely nothing this whole series except to be a human flashlight a couple times and then die pointlessly). They sit there so long, that--what do you know--they get attacked again. And this time it's even more sad and costly and exhausting. What's a group of heroes to do? Sit and eat and bath and pontificate some more. Oh, and build more stone monuments.
I've already read Waiting for Godot. I got the deep existential themes, the "threnody of hope," depicted by characters who sit around and do nothing. I didn't want a rehash of that. I did not expect the Chronicles to be Waiting for Donaldson to GetOnWithIt.
Did you read *that* on Amazon? I wouldn't know, because I haven't read any reviews there.