Monday, April 29, 2013

Book Review: George R.R. Martin's "A Feast for Crows"



          “A Feast for Crows” has admittedly been my least favorite installment of Martin’s epic series. In part, my disappointment is a result of the book’s sense of incompleteness. Originally, Martin intended the book to be much larger. The fourth book in the series was meant to continue the trend established by the preceding three books in the series, and allow all of the focal characters scattered throughout Westeros and Essos to lend their voices and perspectives to the tale. However, Martin realized that the book would be two large for publication as a single volume, and chose to focus only on the characters centered around King’s Landing and the Iron Islands, in his fourth installment, leaving the rest of his characters to reappear in the fifth book. He determined to tell the whole story for only half his characters, he says at the book’s conclusion, instead of telling half the story for all his characters.
          Martin’s choice is understandable, and on its own, the choice does not make the novel dissatisfying; rather, the tale lacks a sense of purpose. “A Feast for Crows” feels like a book that was designed to fill space within the series. The novel is significantly shorter than its predecessor, “A Storm of Swords,” and, as a result its characters’ stories seem crammed into too small of a space. Most characters only get a handful of chapters, and since the characters are scattered across Martin’s world (with a few exceptions), the result is simply that not much of the overarching tale is told. Perhaps, it would have been better if Martin had allowed his characters more space and time to tell their stories. It seems as though Martin, though he says he chose to split the original novel along geographic lines, actually chose the characters on which he focused based on their positions on the outside of the main story he wishes to tell in the series. This is not to say that the characters and their stories are not important, but rather that they do not feel as important as the stories that will probably be told by other characters, in the series’ fifth installment.
          The novel takes place at somewhat of a lull in the story. The world still reels after the events of “A Storm of Swords,” but a relative peace has settled on portions of the realm. Few armies meet in open battle. The remainder of the war is being waged by sieges and diplomacy. Outlaws now roam the countryside, and the lords left standing at the end of the War of Five Kings have set their sights on bringing the brigands to justice. The political landscape of Westeros has changed significantly. Many new lords and ladies dot the landscape, replacing those who perished in the war, or whose loyalties left them attainted.
          Martin has brought new characters into the tale, as well. Readers are introduced to a region of the Seven Kingdoms that they have yet to travel to, Dorne, along with its desert and customs. However, not much time is spent developing these new characters. Their storyline is too small a portion of the overall novel. Unfortunately, Martin contrived of the event as one that has been hidden from the other characters in the novel, so it would have been difficult for the side-tale to have been conveyed through the mouth of a pre-existing character. The side-tale in Dorne is fascinating, exciting, and exotic, but it does not mesh well with the rest of the novel. While the Dornish portion is relevant to the series storyline, it either should have been given more time, or been put off to a future novel.
          The novel’s plot is driven largely by the political fallout of its predecessor. Westeros’s rulers try to secure power by maneuvering the delicate alliances that handed them power. The religion of the Seven gods, a religion that is almost ubiquitous in Westeros, has raised a new high septon to replace the one who has died suddenly. The new high septon’s devotion is noteworthy, because it was lacking in his sycophantic predecessors. He seeks to raise the faith back into the powerful entity it had once been centuries earlier. His power is derived fully from the common folk of Westeros. He is their advocate, the one who will protect them from the cruelties and whims of noble lords. He competes with those sitting the Iron Throne for power, and uses their intrigues to his benefit. His politicking allows the faith to raise armies to protect travelers on the road, as it had done in times past. Eventually, the newfound power of the faith may enable it to compete with the Throne in matters of justice.
          In the end, the novel does gain some impetus. It draws you in, but then ends a little too abruptly. Many of the storylines are left unfinished, and, with the split that Martin chose for the epic’s fourth and fifth installments, will not be resolved until the end of the fifth installment, if they get resolved at all (the fifth installment parallels the fourth installment, but then goes beyond it to tie the stories back together). The tale continues to be intriguing, and it seems that Martin rediscovered his story and purpose near the end of “A Feast for Crows.” I look forward to reading the next (and last currently published novel) next, before moving addressing some other books in my backlog.
JCM
29 April 2013

Friday, April 19, 2013

Book Review: George R.R. Martin's "A Storm of Swords"



          Sometimes, books, particularly book series, draw you into a particular realm, from which you have no desire to escape. Martin’s “A Song of Ice and Fire” series has had just that effect on me. The series has drawn me in, enticing me to delve deeper and deeper into its pages, surprising me with new plot twists as each chapter melts away, and encouraging me with the tender bait of an imagined history, and secrets yet to be revealed. I have been hooked, and so I continue to read the series.
          “A Storm of Swords” lives up to its title. Battles rage across Westeros. New kings rise, and old kings fall, breeding a perpetual war that continues to threaten the last harvests that the continent-kingdom can reap before winter is truly upon it. In the North, Mance Rayder throws the might of his Wildling horde against the defenses of the Wall. His purpose, however, is not truly to bring the Wall down, but to bring the wall between him and his people and the Others that threaten their lives. He deploys his cunning and strategic military mind to divert the Nights Watch and make his conquest easier, but, in the end, all his tactics come to naught, except a storm of swords and a rain of blood. In Essos, Daenerys has raised an army of former slaves and turn-cloak sell-swords. With them, she will bring war to Essos, biding her time until her young dragons grow strong enough to wage her ultimate battle to retake Westeros.
          Many people perish by sword-point, in the continents’ various struggles, but the sharpest, most poignant deaths do not always come at the point of a sword. Crossbow bolts and longbow arrows, traitors’ poisons and high precipices are potent weapons for assassins and murderers, too. By the end of “A Storm of Swords,” the Westeros that readers have come to know will be forever changed. Some of its longest standing characters will not live to see its end. The game of thrones carries on, and it becomes clearer and clearer that, when you play the game, you either win, or you die.
          Supernatural forces are emerging with greater fervor than ever before; however, it is unclear if the old gods of the first men are lending their help to those who pray to them, or if the new gods, the seven of the Seven Kingdoms have decided to play a part in the struggles for the throne. Or, perhaps, it is the god of King Stannis’s red priestess, R’hollor, the so-called Lord of Light, watching a war against his enemy, the unnamed god of darkness. Though it remains unclear which gods, if any, have entered the fray, it is clear that strange things are happening in Westeros. The dead are rising, and not just the undead wights raised to do the bidding of the icy Others beyond the wall. No, more familiar dead men and women are rising, as well. Instead of being thralls, these resurrected men and women retain some of the character they had in life: their mind, and the grisly injuries that brought about their deaths. For even new life cannot banish the marks of death.
          Not only are the dead rising, but living rise and fall, as well. Nobles are more easily made than born and raised, especially when they die so quickly in battle. Westeros has many new lords and ladies, and few of them are insignificant. Many claim the same noble seats, for each king sees fit to raise his own followers to high positions, as both a reward for previous loyalties and a bid for continued fealty. For one, the new lord at Harrenhal, the most hotly contested of seats, nobility means marriage, and with marriage comes the prospect of even greater power. With this new power, the new lord of Harrenhal means to finally assert himself openly as one of the greatest players of the game of thrones.
          As I suggested in the opening, George Martin has enchanted me with his tale. I fully planned on taking a break on the series after reading the third book. I thought I could read something different, and then come back to the series, but I now know that that is impossible. I want to know what will happen next; I almost need to know what will happen next. The holes that he purposely leaves in characters’ backgrounds, holes that could only be filled by the knowledge possessed by other characters, either living or dead have caused me to entertain hundreds of my own theories. I only hope that Martin will answer my theories with truths, or at least with something as close to truth as one can get from any of Martin’s characters. For the characters are the most compelling parts of Martin’s novels. Their limited range of knowledge, their individual senses of right and wrong, and their focused personal narratives, driven by personal goals and desires make them uncannily human, while their sometimes larger than life involvements in the world of the novel reminds us that they are still products of fiction.
JCM
19 April 2013