There’s a lot of reading ahead if you’ve never read any of Steven Erikson’s ten-volume Malazan Book of the Fallen, plus a three-volume prequel that begins with “Forge of Darkness” (Tor, $27.99, 662 pages) – but I’m not too sure about the “good.”
That’s not to say Erikson isn’t a good writer, because he is. His command of the voices of the various characters, and the narrator, is superb, and his ability to create characters with depth and texture is also way above average. The problem for me, though, is the unrelentingly bleak and violent world and narrative that Erikson chooses to present.
“Forge of Darkness” is set some time before the Malazan Book of the Fallen (of which I read two or three installments, but never could get through them all), and I thought this might be a way for me to re-engage with Erikson’s 10-volume, highly acclaimed, series. Unfortunately, “Forge of Darkness” pushed me to the brink of actually not finishing a book – which in my compulsive professionalism, is something I do maybe once a decade. Why? The book was just too painful to read, in great part because of Erikson’s ability to transform words into living beings (even if not quite human) that matter to the reader. So what happens is that those living beings get raped, brutalized, tortured, wounded and killed in various extremely unpleasant, and meticulously described, ways, and after a while, it simply wears you down.
Add to that an incredibly complex plot with many, many characters, and many different points of view, and you have a work that not only details an unpleasant world at the beginning of an even more unpleasant civil war, but also requires constant reference to the cast of characters thoughtfully included at the start of the book. (And it doesn’t help that one major character is named Risp and another Rint, or that you can go hundreds of pages before returning to one narrator, and then are immediately plunged into twists in a complex and constantly evolving plot.)
Presumably, all of these various threads will unite in one grand tapestry by the end of the third book, but that tapestry is going to be dyed in blood and depict nothing but treachery, torture, agony and death – and you know, I can find all that just by reading the paper every morning.
So even though Erikson is clearly talented, and even though the reputation of the Malazan Book of the Fallen suggests that the Kharkanas Trilogy, as this is called, will be at the worst an above-average fantasy series, it’s just too dark and bloody for me.