On my edition of The Spine of the World, there's a quote on the back attributed to RPG.net. Putting aside the fact that the people marketing this edition jacked a praise quote from a tabletop gaming message board (and attributed it to the board and not the user), the words sum up my take on this book perfectly: "The Spine of the World...was easily my personal favorite. In fact, I dare say it is one of the best Salvatore has written. The story is about people, about complications, about relationships, about trust and honor and love."
All of this is so true. This is perhaps the best Legend of Drizzt book I've encountered yet, and Drizzt appears nowhere in these pages aside from his journal entries to punctuate each part. Rather, it's the story of tortured Wulfgar coming to terms with PTSD, alcoholism and bitter memories of torment at the hands of the demon Errtu, and rarely have I read in fantasy fiction a better depiction of a man plowing through the mental aftermath of torture. He's joined in this journey by Morik the rogue, a guy I didn't expect much of in the last book, The Silent Blade, but who quickly becomes Wulfgar's foil in a buddy cop movie kind of way as the two are exiled from the city of Luskan.
Told alongside Wulfar's story of struggle is a tale full of romance and political intrigue that deals with the power struggles between nobles and peasants, male privilege, unplanned pregnancies and the plight of a young girl named Meralda who finds herself the apple of a lord named Fernigal's eye. Forced into a marriage with a man that she does not love, Meralda has to navigate the complex ways of a small fiefdom's court...and her path inevitably becomes intertwined with Wulfar's as both characters go through ups and downs and ultimately find salvation.
Like that RPG.net poster wrote, this isn't a book about fighting orcs or dragons, which is probably why it's gotten low reviews on here. I reject every single one of these reviews, because I think the people who disliked this book perhaps needed to let the author breath outside of his usual formula. The typical swashbuckling nature of Salvatore's writing is absent, replaced with something deeper - and dare I say it - more satisfying. Battle scenes against legions of foes might be the bread and butter of these Forgotten Realms books, but an emphasis on action means that the protagonists of these novels sometimes come across as 2D superheroes, with nary a realistic flaw. (Pretty boy Drizzt himself could be accused of this, and his exclusion from The Spine of the World shows how complex Wulfgar can be when he isn't being outshone by a dark elf.) Furthermore, many times do the villains of the Forgotten Realms sometimes veer into cartoonish Scooby Doo bad guy territory, so terrifically evil that they can barely be taken seriously. (I'm looking at y'all, every drow aside from Jarlaxle.) Not so here, because this book doesn't really have VILLAINS, persay...just people, acting on their whims and desires, which often veer from black and white into startingly complex shades of grey.
This is a book about that grey, about the intricacies of human nature, and it is indeed one of the best that Salvatore has written.