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David Eddings, Guardians of the West
King of the Murgos
Demon Lord of Karanda
Sorceress of Darshiva
The Seeress of Kell

I didn't reread these three summers ago when I went on my Eddings binge because I didn't have a copy of the first one. I finally fixed that a few weeks ago, so figured it was about time to decide whether these are worth keeping.

Um.

Really bloody annoying sexism? Check.
Racism as shorthand for character? Check and double check: the only reason the titular King of the Murgos is a human being is that he's half Drasnian (by which I mean "half Silk").
Plot consisting of characters being led around by the nose for no good reason? Check.
Godawful dialect? Check.
General exhaustion and no real desire to read much further by midway through book four? Check.

And yet. I've read these books so often, especially the first three, that they're seared into my brain. In a lot of ways they're the only good memories of junior high that I've got. The dialog's snappy, the individual episodes aren't too bad. . . meh. I've got the Elenium for that, and it's shorter, to boot.

Anyone want hardback copies of the Belgariad and the Malloreon?

The Tamuli

Aug. 7th, 2006 08:22 am
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David Eddings, Domes of Fire

Or rather, "The Mirtai Show."

Mirtai was introduced in the last book of the Elenium. She's a slave from the Other Continent, and she bullies Queen Ehlana into submission. Which was nice as far as it went: Ehlana had a tendency to run roughshod over everyone (probably due to Eddings not having had a chance to write a strong-willed teenaged girl for the previous two books), and she needed some restraint.

Mirtai is bloody irritating, though. She has /no/ flaws. Everything she does is perfect. If she decides on a course of action, no one can do anything about it. She's an inconsiderate bully, and perhaps the worst possible character to base an entire book around. She would have been fine as just another supporting cast member, but everything that happens in the book has to take her wishes into account. It's not like any of the other characters can do anything without her permission, after all.

It's really a shame. Both Ambassador Oscagne and Emperor Sarabian showed a lot of promise as potentially interesting and likeable characters. Between Mirtai taking over every scene and the need to squeeze in the characters from the previous trilogy, they get very short shrift. Too bad.

And o yes: Kurik, perhaps the best character from the previous books, was killed off. How do we get back a good character? Make his eldest son his exact duplicate! Bah. The dead should /stay/ dead, otherwise their deaths serve no purpose.



David Eddings, The Shining Ones

In the Elenium we were introduced to the Styrics. They're a displaced and dispersed race, hated and feared by the Elenes. They're rumored to know dark magics and consort with strange Gods (okay, so the rumors are true), and they refuse to eat pork. I imagine that Elenes also believe that they kill and eat babies.

_Domes_ gave us our first view of a Styric city. It's far nicer-looking than any Elene city we've seen, thus generating resentment. The Styrics in it are just as xenophobic as any Elene, thus justifying the hatred. And they're completely vulnerable to manipulation by the characters, thus making them look stupid and stuck-up.

All of which leads into _Shining Ones_ and its obsession with humanizing / demonizing the Styrics. I can handle the utterly unforeshadowed betrayal by the Wise Old Knows-Everything character: someone had to, and he works well enough. His reasons would almost be believable if we hadn't met him before. But Sephrenia goes completely off her rocker a third of the way into the book. /Sephrenia/, for pete's sake. "They're evil! Don't trust them!" This is not the Sephrenia of the previous four books. This is a caricature.

Maybe that's my problem with the series as a whole. There's no real consistency between the Elenium and the Tamuli; Eddings is rewriting the ground rules simply because he can. Bah.




David Eddings, The Hidden City

In which everything comes entirely apart.

At the end of the previous book, Ehlana and her maid were kidnapped. The obvious response to this state of affairs is for everyone to split up and travel to various different places all over the continent. This means that instead of a consistent viewpoint and a constantly building story, we get two or three pages at a time of seven or eight different stories. In the hands of a better storyteller, this is a fine device. It just doesn't quite work out for Eddings. None of the episodes are interesting enough on their own to keep my attention, and they're too fragmented to bring any sense of cohesion and overarching plot.

What plot there is is also utter crap. Twenty pages into the sixth (and final) book about this world, the heretofore silent and unheralded Big Bad suddenly appears. There's a bit of metaphysical infodumping, and then everyone runs around in a panic. The Obligatory Eddings Blue Rock is discovered to have been manipulating events all along. Things happen. A Big Final Conflict occurs. Everyone goes home happy. Bah.

Even the clever dialog felt phoned in, as though the characters were saying these things because it's what Eddings characters do, not because they're actually clever. Crap, crap, nothing but crap. For the love of Gord don't waste your time on these.
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David Eddings, Pawn of Prophecy
Queen of Sorcery
Magician's Gambit
Castle of Wizardry
Enchanters' Endgame

Still regressing, this time to about a sixth-grade level. I'm pretty sure that was when I discovered Eddings, at least.

The dialog has definitely held up; clever counts for a lot, and Eddings's fantasies have clever in spades.

The characterizations aren't quite as weak as I remembered, either. He's got an annoying habit of substituting racism for character differentiation in the minor characters ("Thulls are all stupid, but good-hearted." "Chereks are all bloodthirsty." Etc.) His female characters are almost exclusively obnoxious, but they're at least differently obnoxious from each other. Garion's constant whining grated on my nerves, though. I don't remember him being nearly such a bloody irritating teenager the last time I read these. Perhaps because I was a bloody irritating teenager myself at the time.

The plot is only so-so. The theft and recovery of the Orb are handled well, but that only takes us up through the beginning of book four. After that it turns into a rehash of LotR, with the Giant Diversionary Battle occurring while the Intrepid Band travel Into The Darkness. Plus, when your every action is Dictated By Prophecy there's only so much you can do with it before the deus ex machina becomes overpowering. The Voice of Prophecy is a nifty conceit, though.

Worth reading once, if you've got a week to kill.



David Eddings, The Diamond Throne
The Ruby Knight
The Sapphire Rose

Sparhawk's a far more pleasant character to read about than Garion, so The Elenium and I got started off on the right foot. Kurik's a fine fellow, Ulath and Talen made me chuckle, and Sephrenia is far and away the least bloody irritating of Eddings's female characters.

The world's slightly more interesting, as well. There's a homogeneity to the cultures that feels more realistic than the Belgariad's sharp cultural and geographic demarcations. Of course there are differences, but they aren't so pronounced. (This has the advantage of lessening Eddings's race-is-character tendency as well.)

On the other hand, for "Styric" read "Jew" throughout.

The Gods of Styricum are an intriguing bunch, far more so than the Big Eight from the Belgariad. The Troll-Gods are a lot of fun as well. As for the Elene God . . . if you want to write about the medieval Church you'd be better served by bloody well writing about the medieval Church instead of transplanting it to a fantasy world.

On to the plot. It's reminiscent of the Belgariad's, although substantially compressed. In the first book, everyone is running around trying to figure out what they're doing. In the second, they go after the blue rock. The third book is one-third political maneuvering, one-third big battle, and one-third Intrepid Band Into The Darkness. Bleh to that, but yay to having enough nift to distract me from the genericness of the plot.

Yeah. The Elene Church aside, I think the Elenium is a better series than the Belgariad.

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