The Bear and the Serpent was not the follow up I'd been expecting to Tiger and the Wolf. I was ecstatic by the Tiger and the Wolf's end, I gave it 5 stars, something I rarely ever do, especially for a newly discovered (by me) writer. Although Tchaikovsky has quite the novel plot here, and his hybrid animal/people characters are the elevation shape shifters have been needing for quite some time, The Bear and the Serpent is missing quite the integral portion needed to bind me as its predecessor did, and having reflected on it for quite some time I'm still having a hard time pinning down why this just isn't quite working.
I'm going to attempt to figure it out. tBatS picks up right where we left off, with Maniye Many Tracks, hot off her first transformation as Champion, deciding its better she leave the Crown of the World for more temperate climes; that, and to get away from the tribe that would mold her into their own as opposed to let her come fully into herself. She joins Asmander and Hesprec, helping Asmander accomplish his goal of returning home with the fabled Iron Wolves to help solve the succession war brewing between the twins who should not be - Tecuman and Tecumet. It is here where the Tchaikovsky decides to broaden and branch out his world. Gone are the cold and merciless winters, where climate is as cruel as family, instead we enter the world of politics, where nothing is as it seems and double talk is an everyday occurrence.
It's nice to have a change of scenery and to visit Asmander's homeland, and truthfully the plot as described is an interesting one, but I think the biggest problem I have here is execution. There have always been shifting POVs; Asmander existed in book one as a main character, but it was always Maniye's tale. It is her coming of age story and by book's end, suggests that she, in her new Champion form, will have a larger role to play in the overarching plot (we'll get to this later). Here in Asmander's estuary however, she is far from her element and has no essential part to play in the conflict. She is relegated to the role of 'muscle', whereby she protects Tecuman from those who'd rather see him dead, and generally causes disruption in the South. Even she doesn't really know what's she's doing, having no real exposure to politics, and although she does feature more or less prominently, her characterization has careened out the window. Sure we get a chance to see her grow into her own as she's responsible for her ragamuffin war band, but her purpose is essentially nil and it is jarring to watch my favorite character, who headlined book one, fall by the wayside to share space with other less fleshed out, characters.
Instead what we are left with is Asmander and his complicated relationship caught in the middle of Tecuman and Tecumet. Although he's sent by his father to rally troupes in support of Tecuman, the son, he cannot forget his childhood growing up with both of them and he is caught in a constant push and pull between the two. Asmander is a hard to describe character. Although I like him, he is not particularly interesting. He has a rigid sense of justice and refuses to play politics. He is straight forward and unyielding, and because of this he doesn't really adapt, which makes him hard to enjoy when he's the more central character (in this plotline). A character like him needs someone to push against him; to challenge and make him bend. He was well balanced before in tTatW by Shyri and Venat who needled him and drove him to anger, and although both are present and accounted for this time around, the relationship that once had such life is flat and almost shunted aside by too many plotlines. Instead we are left with unbending Asmander, the man with a child's name, whose narrative reads in the same plodding, brooding manner of his characterization making for a dreary, slow read.
I want to get back to these plot lines because they are just as culpable as the characters are for this overall uninspiring read. Don't get me wrong, I like all the plot lines, it's just that they almost seem at odds with one another as they battle for supremacy. The estuary battle is the forefront of this tale, but back in the Crown of the World we have left Loud Thunder to deal with problem one that has been brewing since the start of it all, and is the reason Hesprec set out to the North in the first place, the Plague People. So far we have been gathering rumor and clan secrets from those who remember what time was like before the true people were driven from their world to make a new home across the sea. Loud Thunder, driven by his prophetic mother, gathers all the tribes together in hopes of uniting people that have been at war with each other since they first arrived in their new home. He is left virtually alone to hold together the long term plot and because of this, I think out of all the chapters, Loud Thunder's are the most problematic for me.
Although he holds together the overarching storyline, it moves at the pace of, well a bear hibernating. He calls the tribes to the home of the Bear, he deals with feuds as they arise, and eventually uses his fighting prowess to subdue the biggest troublemaker and bring everyone to an uneasy truce. The problem is that this takes the entirety of the book. So although things are accomplished, it is in small segments squeezed through cracks of daily minute activities such as visiting cook fires and ogling Kailovela, the hawk woman who yearns to be free of any and all men who would have her, including Loud Thunder.
Loud Thunder, as a character, is also very similar to Asmander. Like the Bear he Steps to, he is lumbering and slow. He is patient. He is boring. Bor-ing. There is entirely too much inner monologue whereby he wants to visit Kailovela, visits her, bumbles through veiled feelings about how he is drawn to her, a woman he's barely met and who hardly says a word, and then attempts to slow-ly bring order to the chaos around him. To have the two characters, both of which are more interesting when surrounded by people who a.) talk, and b.) have personalities, lead the story, leaves for a very monotone monologue of 'man thoughts' and 'feelings' which these inept creatures have a hard time putting into motion.
I think I'm finally starting to figure out what it bothering me. There are a lot of 'things' metaphorically going on, but nothing is actually happening. It seems to be all about the journey and less about the end. So we are left with a lot of prose inserting even more new POVs whereby an Owl man searches for the last remaining missing Society that helped us originally stop the Plague People, and Venat, having travelled in the company of Asmander, yearning for a life with meaning as opposed to senseless killing. Asmander is sad because his friends are at war, and Maniye is running around the forest with a limp noodle for a Kasra. The Bear and the Serpent needs less 'day by day' and more 'event to event' movement. The Tiger and the Wolf is over 600 pages and I read it in half the time it took me to dig through these 400.
Although the majority of this book is a plodding slog through wet mud, there are a few glimmers of sunlight now and then. Hesprec continues to be a fascinating character made even more so by the shedding of her skin. She seems to be the only one truly aware of all that is going on and actually making moves to try and set things in motion. Add to her sections Maniye's true father Kalameshli, the only character that appears to have any character growth at all, and her chapters shine more than anyone else. Kalameshli, the once rigid high priest, is on the outs with the Winter Runners after fathering a child inside the priesthood, and failing to follow his chief's final command. He, having nowhere else to turn, 'chooses' to follow his daughter's war band into parts unknown. Having hit rock bottom he is finally forced to bend and in doing so forms an unlikely relationship with Hesprec despite following different gods. Although not as prominent as the vast majority of other characters, I think I looked forward to their chapters the most. It is only a burgeoning relationship, but it's the only one built from character growth and it makes Kalameshli's character that much more intriguing, especially as he slowly, begrudgingly comes to respect a person who has played such a huge role in his daughter's life. The only thing missing here is the missed opportunity to have more interaction between him and Maniye. Even though they have hit the phase where they tolerate and ignore one another, it would be nice to see them cohabitate a bit more, but maybe Tchaikovsky is saving that for the next book.
I hope by the end of this my problems make sense, because it's no one thing that makes this book unenjoyable. In fact all of the issues separate of one another could be glossed over; for example if the only problem is that Asmander is a sad sack, or that Loud Thunder is a perpetual piner, I could probably plow through because there would be someone else to fill the space and make things more interesting. But with Maniye failing to be pivotal to the plot and the plethora of new, uninteresting POVs and competing plot lines, all together they multiply to create one long drawn out read, where although everything set up in this book is accomplished, it takes such a long time to get there I found myself uninterested in the resolutions. Even to the point where the well described fight scenes failed to make an impact. My only hope for the finale is that having wrapped up the estuary succession problem perhaps all characters can focus on the Plague People and come back together as a unit, where they worked so well before. I want to finish this series, but unfortunately due to this dragged out outing I'll be putting this on the back burner for a little bit to hopefully reset and try again. ***3 slogging stars***