bricolage! pastiche! postmodern bollocks!

[freckles_and_doubt]

Just for your weekend: a deeply uncomplimentary review of the last novel I read. Because I have to get this off my chest, the teeth-grinding is beginning to annoy me.

Christopher Paolini's Eragon is a young adult fantasy which has been fairly successful - it was a New York Sunday Times bestseller, and they're about to make a movie version. While the movie is vaguely explicable in terms of its attempt to ride the LotR/HP wave, I am at a loss to account for the success of the novel itself. Eragon is about a boy and his dragon. The novel has elves, dwarves and orc-equivalents (more or less straight out of Tolkien, including the bigger, stronger elite orc-type), a tradition of dragon-riders (more or less straight out of Anne McCaffery) and a system of magic based on the true name for things in the original language (i.e. directly cribbed from Earthsea). The story is flat and fairly predictable, riddled with further cliché, including Evil Kings, Tortured Heirs and the self-sacrificing death of the Wise Older Mentor Figure. In short, it makes Raymond E. Feist look original. Also, while I cannot say that the writing style is particularly bad, I certainly can't say it's any good.

I am saddened, shocked and depressed to think that this particular little effort in plagiaristic postmodern meaninglessness should have been so successful. It's unbearable to think that there's a whole generation of readers who could grow up thinking that this is what fantasy is all about, or that the perpetrator of this wholesale snitch actually had an idea in his head. Woe.

Mother arrived safely yesterday, and I have actually caught up on sleep after Thursday's shockingly bad night (too much Thai food, too much wine, too much headache, 2 hours sleep). Since my mother is the courier of choice for my Amazon orders, I am pleased to report that I now possess the complete DVD collections of both Buffy and Angel and most of the Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli output. Get 'em while they're hot, people: Buffy and Angel currently under 18 pounds on Amazon, and cheaper at Amazon Jersey.

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[wolverine-nun.livejournal.com]

hauls out dictionary...
bricolage: er, not in my concise oxford. My French dictionary, however, has it: patched-up job
pastiche: literary or other work of art composed in the style of a well-known author

right.
We almost bought that the other day, with a voucher. I wanted to get something new, branching out in an unknown (by me) author. Fortunately, it seems, we avoided some pain. Instead we got Keeping It Real, which looks like a lot of fun.

[(Anonymous)]

From what I've read, Eragon was published and got all the publicity because Paolini was something like 16 when he wrote it. Possibly younger. He was homeschooled, and his parents self-published it, and then somebody in publishing got hold of it. I haven't read it, but I'm guessing that it's well written for a reasonably smart teenager (much like my first completed novel manuscript, which did get editorial praise for being well written even as they rejected it, and thank the gods they did).

Meanwhile, the clichés of fantasy that you list are strong enough that many readers still seek them out. Feist, Jordan, Dragonlance et al.... They sell well. People snap them up. And if that makes them happy, I'm all for it. There are enough books being published to make every kind of reader happy.

Have you read Sharon Shinn's Archangel books? I'm curious to know your view of the first one as compared to the first McCaffrey dragon book--despite one being about angels and the other about dragons, I found some eerie similarities. But McCaffrey provided a positive blurb for the book!

Cheers, Dayle
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Cat Scratch Fever, Black Lace Books 2006 (as Sophie Mouette)
A Little Night Music, Cheek Books 2007 (as Sarah Dale)

[mcatzilut.livejournal.com]

What they said; it became famous because the author was young. Like Kaavya Vishwanathan getting a publishing deal for How Ophta Mahla (sp?), primarily because they wanted to publicize it as a young writer's first novel. I do agree that novels should be judged on general merit, without extenuating circumstances (like age). Though were Philip Roth to write a novel that wasn't worthy of being published, I'd still want to read it. So let me amend my last statement: Novels should be judged on general merit, unless the author has built enough merit from previous outings. Thus, Billy Corgan's book of poetry deserved to get published, even though it was trash, because he had currency from his musical projects.

But speaking of Eragon specifically: Did you ever notice how poorly plotted the book was? I remember one chapter where they woke up, chatted for about 20 minutes of book time, and got ready to go to sleep for the night. Nothing else happened in between. It's like the writer had no conception of time. Needless to say, that was the last chapter I read in the book.

[(Anonymous)]

No! no! no! Don't tempt me with your Buffy badness! I must resist! I... must...

*slips off to count freelance cheques*

scroob