I inherited these books from my brother a while back, after he found the Lord and purged his collection of all those pagan fantasy books ( :rolleyes: ), and I’m just now giving them a whirl. I gotta say, I’ve been hearing for years about how these books are classics of the genre, but so far, I’m distinctly underwhelmed. I’m about halfway through the first book, so please tell me better things are to come.
So far, it’s like Donaldson ripped off the worst parts of Tolkien (Evil Overlord, the whole thing revolving around a magic ring, overly-wordy, emo writing, general Teutonic mythological setting) and Moorcock (selfish bastard of an antihero drawn magically from another place and time, a la The Eternal Champion, to save humanity from some grave threat in these days of waning Magic) and mashed it up with really bad all-around writing.
So far, we have an embittered leper getting run down by a police car, and waking up in a magical world full of pixie dust and druidic magic. He is immediately assaulted by Gollum (shit, I mean Drool Rockworm,) who has found some ancient talisman of power. He then runs afoul (ha!) of Dread Lord Crappy Exposition for a few pages, who conveniently gives him the rundown of everything he’s missed in the past 1000 or so years. Shortly thereafter, he then apparently deus ex machina’s hisself out of the leprosy by using some crunchy, granola, woods-hippie dirt (oooooh, it’s hurtloam,) after which he wanders around the idyllic countryside for a while, before pulling a very Elric-esque rape of the first chick that he comes across, his guide and savior Lena.
Uh huh. The White City and the Lords of Humanity are being sorely pressed by the Demondim (orcs) and the ur-viles (Nazgul, other generic nasties,) and he is called to help defeat the forces of Evil before Drool can delve too deep in Moria (or whatever) and unearth a Balrog (I mean, the Illearth Stone.)
So far, it’s pretty much the same ol’ yadda yadda yadda. This guy doesn’t have the talent for setting and context that Tolkien did, nor the capacity for characters of Moorcock. Yet here we are.
Should I keep on with this thing? Does it actually become original and interesting at some point?