Wow, Eddings is a dick.
look, I liked the Belgariad when it came out, when I was in high school, back in the 1980s. Even back then, though, I called them "bathroom reads" -- something that didn't spur deep, profound thoughts, wasn't literary, just a light, entertaining read for distraction. We're not talking Shakespeare here, in other words.
But rereading them? The series has not aged well. Even for the '80s, it was cliched, hackeneyd writing, with horrifying, misogynistic, racist, and disgusting characters and scenes in too many places.
The Rivan Codex is Eddings's background notes for the books, and man, I couldn't even get a couple pages into through Eddings's introduction without going, "Wow, this guy's a dick." The intro is nothing but Eddings lecturing us on how edumacated he is, compared to us poor ignorant peasants, as he reels off all the classic works he's read that supposedly inspired his books.
Then we get this:
"For those of you who intend to follow my path,here's what you should do. Get an education first. You're not qualified to write epic fantasy until you've been exposed to medieval romance." (The Rivan Codex, introduction
Wow. Just...wow.
In one, gutsy anglo-saxon phrase: Fuck. That. Bullshit.
But that one excerpt accurately sums up this book: Eddings's arrogant delusional self not only condescends to explain why the Belgariad is Worthy Literature, but sets himself up as the gatekeeper of fantasy writing.
Fuck. This. Book