And as you stumble blinking out into the summer sun (having started
re-reading the series in January and reading continuously during all your
waking hours), you fall to your knees, raise your arms to the sky and cry
out (all together now!): "I WILL NEVER EVER READ ANOTHER ROBERT JORDAN
BOOK FOR AS LONG AS I LIVE!!!"
Then you toddle off down to The
Stars Our Destination to buy the newest book in the series.
OK, so this may be a little harsh, at least partly for the sake of humor.
But there is an element of truth to it. When I first started reading this
series, I thought it was fantastic. Incredible world, unique style of magic,
interesting characters, enveloping plot - it had it all. Easily a 9, maybe
even a 10 on the big list. Even through the third book, I was still relatively
involved and looking forward to what was coming. Hell, my roommate and
I liked the series so much that we created a game based on it while we
were in Europe.
However, as the series has gone on (and on and on and...), I have started
getting more and more frustrated with it as a whole, and it has been becoming
more and more of an effort to read each new book. I mean, really, 5,000
pages?! And it's not over?! And it's not part of the Library of Congress?!
To be honest, though, even the length and the incredibly complex plot
involving characters distributed from one side of the world to the next
probably wouldn't have soured me on the series enough to drop it out of
the top part of the list, if it weren't for my frustrations with the characters.
I swear, if I hear one more time "I can't trust men" from a woman or "All
women are like this" from a man or "I can't possibly trust my best friend
since I was knee-high to a grasshopper with any information about my life
at all", I'm going to go absolutely ballistic. The relationships in this
book absolutely suck. It isn't even that I don't like the characters individually,
it's just that as soon as they are forced to deal with one another, they
start acting like four-year-olds. Paranoid four-year-olds. With severe
prejudices against anyone of the opposite sex.
<Whew>. OK, I'm calm. To his credit, there was some vague hope that
this trend might be starting to change in the A Crown of Swords, but I
haven't finished it yet, so we'll have to wait and see.
I would really like to like this series, but to be honest, it's going
to have to have one mother of an ending to be able to get me to feel like
it was worth all the effort of reading it. I'd quit now, but I hate to
leave things unfinished. Hopefully we'll wrap it up before we hit 10,000
pages.
Further note: At the time of my review, I had not finished Crown of Swords. I now have, and while everything I said above I still feel, I must say that it appears that he is starting to make a turn for the better. If the next book continues improvement, I may even raise my rating of the series...