02/19/2022
1 Minute Book Review
Malazan Book Of The Fallen series, by Steven Erikson
There are 10 novels in the series, each about 1000 pages long, and reading them is in the nature of taking certain street drugs, great in the beginning but things end badly.
The first 5 books are well written and exciting, but the next 5 are a self-indulgent mess of introspective whining and endless internal monologues decrying religion and civilization. I kept reading because nothing was ever resolved in the story and I hoped the next book would wrap things up, but that never happened and meanwhile the writing kept circling the drain.
In this story, all the nasty characters are eventually resurrected as misunderstood good people. No one ever really dies, they just keep coming back and back again so that they become so tiresome that you’d kill them yourself if you could.
Call me a traditionalist, but in the medieval setting that every fantasy novel inhabits, tough guys aren’t cry-babies. But here, all the warriors and leaders eventually break down and weep and bemoan their fate. No matter how much it’s out of character to do so, it’s all boo hoo hoo.
And then there are the people who know what’s really going on but won’t share it with anyone, no matter how much others beg them to know, even when it means that their unexplained silence will kill them all. Just because.
Toward the end of the series, the humor is unfunny and the words 'grief' and 'despair' appear on almost every page. I was tempted to contact the author to see if he was OK.
On the pizza topping scale, these books are anchovies