My review
Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 6:58 am
I am sure others have touched on many of my points, in depth and better worded. But I wanted to put my thoughts together.
Having enjoyed this series from its inception, picking up The Illearth War in paperback at a library when I was 14, in the late 70s, it has been with me most of my life.
And, in a year with some other really significant happenings, dead father, dead dog, this too was a let-down, though nowhere near the scale of those.
I find it not a fault of SRD, other than it perhaps is a victim of his success. If asked, I am sure he will say he had a great, positive working experience with his editor, but this book needed to be EDITED. Edited by an editor willing to speak truth to power. To say this is dragging on. To say how many times is this going to be repeated? Things like that.
Because there are many things in it that spring wonderfully from SRD's imagination, but they don't come into a seamless whole, to my mind.
First off, as much of a joy as I find them to be in his stories, there were too many damn Giants. I could not keep track of the original crew that got landed. It was not that much bigger than the Search, but the characters of the Search were so fully formed, it was enough to make you weep. They were not people in the same sense as the First and Pitchwife, Honninscrave and even Cable Seadreamer were. It was lusty busty bawdy sword wenches all. Then, in this final act, we were delivered a whole "nother: crop of Giants, fresh meat to be devoured as the story dictated. With a name like Lostson Longwrath, one might think a giantish tale of him would bring you to tears long before the end, but when he ended, I was like, "another one?"
Too often, too often, everyone arrives at JUST THE RIGHT TIME. I don't recall this happening in any of the other books. There were the waynhim who saved Mhoram's bacon in TPTP, but that was totally unexpected. In this series, after it happened once in a battle, I was expecting Linden to arrived, headed northeast at the same time that Covenant arrived riding southwest, and for their horses to collide.
She Who Must Not Be Named was a trick played on the readers. Accurately named, she was She Who Must Not Be Given A Name, but if you do that at the beginning, there's no payoff at the end, though there was little payoff with the actual revelation. It is the same trick played in The Name of The Doctor, but I didn't mind it there because by the time you got to the non-revelation, you had many other, better payoffs to make you almost miss that you had been lied to.
We had been told so many times that if the Worm was roused, the world would end. That anyone powerful enough to challenge the worm would destroy the arch of time in the process of challenging him. What we got was the World was "mostly" destroyed.
It's not just that there were too many Giants. There were too many important characters. There was a set piece for Jeremiah at the end, but he sulks in between those, and almost drops out in between. At one point, they race on ahead, leaving the giants behind. Which is good, because it means SRD doesn't have to figure out what the hell they should be saying to each other. But there's also a lost opportunity for us to really distinguish between all of them and learn who they are.
I did like that Covenant just took Foul into himself. It pays off what we have been told all along. But I'm not happy there was no parallel with She, perhaps with Linden or with Joan. A lot of restructuring would have been needed, but I think it was needed.
The epilogue, as it was DONE, is a shadow compared to what we got in the endings of the first and second chronicles. The first, you had a full chapter of interaction between Covenant and the Creator, with the flash to Glimmermere, with the fullest version of the white wild magic gold song and the hymn to Covenant. And it paid off in the "real" world.
And the ending of the second chronicles was just as intricate, though it was Covenant playing the role of the Creator and answering the remaining questions.
Other problems with the work lay in some of the repetition. In the final confrontation in WGW, Covenant goes in and Linden remains outside, is possessed but fights her way free of the possession. In TLD, Covenant goes in, Jeremiah remains outside, gets possessed but fights his way free of the possession. It was nearly identical. The voice inside his/her head was sneering at him/her.
Meeting Giants in the Lower Land.
Finding a Stonedowner on day one who will guide you through most of the land.
I am thankful that this edition, though it involves a caesure, didn't subject me to the term formication again. Overused in the first three.
Lastly, while I was expecting Maartiir to become a Forestal (possibly because of a pre-publication comment made here in addition to my own guesses) I am at a loss to know if that is him on the cover of the book, or of Hile Troy. The book says his wrapping fell from his eyes as he was transformed. So I'd say it's Hile.
So this, in a bad year, has this effect on me. How do you hurt a man who has lost everything?
Give him back something broken.
As much as I am disappointed, I lose no love or respect for SRD's craft. I just wish he had not either rushed himself, or had had had an editor who saw these flaws and worked to fix them.
Having enjoyed this series from its inception, picking up The Illearth War in paperback at a library when I was 14, in the late 70s, it has been with me most of my life.
And, in a year with some other really significant happenings, dead father, dead dog, this too was a let-down, though nowhere near the scale of those.
I find it not a fault of SRD, other than it perhaps is a victim of his success. If asked, I am sure he will say he had a great, positive working experience with his editor, but this book needed to be EDITED. Edited by an editor willing to speak truth to power. To say this is dragging on. To say how many times is this going to be repeated? Things like that.
Because there are many things in it that spring wonderfully from SRD's imagination, but they don't come into a seamless whole, to my mind.
First off, as much of a joy as I find them to be in his stories, there were too many damn Giants. I could not keep track of the original crew that got landed. It was not that much bigger than the Search, but the characters of the Search were so fully formed, it was enough to make you weep. They were not people in the same sense as the First and Pitchwife, Honninscrave and even Cable Seadreamer were. It was lusty busty bawdy sword wenches all. Then, in this final act, we were delivered a whole "nother: crop of Giants, fresh meat to be devoured as the story dictated. With a name like Lostson Longwrath, one might think a giantish tale of him would bring you to tears long before the end, but when he ended, I was like, "another one?"
Too often, too often, everyone arrives at JUST THE RIGHT TIME. I don't recall this happening in any of the other books. There were the waynhim who saved Mhoram's bacon in TPTP, but that was totally unexpected. In this series, after it happened once in a battle, I was expecting Linden to arrived, headed northeast at the same time that Covenant arrived riding southwest, and for their horses to collide.
She Who Must Not Be Named was a trick played on the readers. Accurately named, she was She Who Must Not Be Given A Name, but if you do that at the beginning, there's no payoff at the end, though there was little payoff with the actual revelation. It is the same trick played in The Name of The Doctor, but I didn't mind it there because by the time you got to the non-revelation, you had many other, better payoffs to make you almost miss that you had been lied to.
We had been told so many times that if the Worm was roused, the world would end. That anyone powerful enough to challenge the worm would destroy the arch of time in the process of challenging him. What we got was the World was "mostly" destroyed.
It's not just that there were too many Giants. There were too many important characters. There was a set piece for Jeremiah at the end, but he sulks in between those, and almost drops out in between. At one point, they race on ahead, leaving the giants behind. Which is good, because it means SRD doesn't have to figure out what the hell they should be saying to each other. But there's also a lost opportunity for us to really distinguish between all of them and learn who they are.
I did like that Covenant just took Foul into himself. It pays off what we have been told all along. But I'm not happy there was no parallel with She, perhaps with Linden or with Joan. A lot of restructuring would have been needed, but I think it was needed.
The epilogue, as it was DONE, is a shadow compared to what we got in the endings of the first and second chronicles. The first, you had a full chapter of interaction between Covenant and the Creator, with the flash to Glimmermere, with the fullest version of the white wild magic gold song and the hymn to Covenant. And it paid off in the "real" world.
And the ending of the second chronicles was just as intricate, though it was Covenant playing the role of the Creator and answering the remaining questions.
Other problems with the work lay in some of the repetition. In the final confrontation in WGW, Covenant goes in and Linden remains outside, is possessed but fights her way free of the possession. In TLD, Covenant goes in, Jeremiah remains outside, gets possessed but fights his way free of the possession. It was nearly identical. The voice inside his/her head was sneering at him/her.
Meeting Giants in the Lower Land.
Finding a Stonedowner on day one who will guide you through most of the land.
I am thankful that this edition, though it involves a caesure, didn't subject me to the term formication again. Overused in the first three.
Lastly, while I was expecting Maartiir to become a Forestal (possibly because of a pre-publication comment made here in addition to my own guesses) I am at a loss to know if that is him on the cover of the book, or of Hile Troy. The book says his wrapping fell from his eyes as he was transformed. So I'd say it's Hile.
So this, in a bad year, has this effect on me. How do you hurt a man who has lost everything?
Give him back something broken.
As much as I am disappointed, I lose no love or respect for SRD's craft. I just wish he had not either rushed himself, or had had had an editor who saw these flaws and worked to fix them.