I held off writing a review of this, because it is so difficult to describe this book.
This 1,000-year-old Armenian national epic is something like a cross between a series of unexpurgated fairy tales - simple, heroic, yet gruesome and containing moments of surprising complexity - and Don Quixote.
It starts out like a fairy tale, and a fairly mild one as fairy tales go. Later it becomes more complex and brutal. Although I believe the whole thing was written about 1,000 years ago, the later parts take on a Cervantes-esque tinge. It feels strangely modern, and a hero and a villain of these sections are an Armenian Christian and an Egyptian Muslim whom it is explicitly said need not fight, for they are half-brothers. They do fight, tragically. The Muslims have been wronged by the Christians, and he wrongs Christians in return, but this is not pre-ordained by their religion or nationality. They are three-dimensional characters with free will, while remaining archetypes at the same time. That the possibility of friendship is noted, that they could make better choices than they do, and the tragic end, give this part of the story an oddly modern feel.
It ends (vague spoilers) with an Arthurian twist: the character is cloistered away in a cave, but he will return one day like King Arthur.
I suspect that some of the more over-the-top elements of the story were intended to be funny. That seems oddly meta for a book so old.
Each section of the story follows a different generation of the same family, and the protagonist of each section is always the son of the previous one.
All of the protagonists are Christian and many, but not all, of the villains are Muslims. Nonetheless, I do not see this as an anti-Muslim book, because 1) Armenia is Christian, so of course the Armenian protagonists of an Armenian epic are Christians, and Armenia has historically been in danger from Muslims making some of the antagonists Muslim rulers was simply factual. 2) The antagonists are complex, not didactically demonized villains. Even in the fairy tale world of the early parts, the Sultan is capable of justice and mercy, and in the later parts the Muslim king is sometimes in the right and the Christian in the wrong.
This is a funny epic. A humorous one. That seems like a contradiction, but I suspect that a nation as small and weak as Armenia could not take itself too seriously in its national epic. That might also account for the fact that the heroes are deeply flawed. If history is written by the victor, Armenia was hardly victorious enough to revise history to conceal its heroes' flaws.
I've never read anything quite like this. It seems simultaneously ancient and modern, childish and mature. I might not have liked it if I'd read it on my own, or if I'd read it out loud to someone other than the person I read it to. But having read it the way I did, I liked it, and I hope you will like it to. I hope you find it in your heart to enjoy this book for what it is, whatever it is.