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Here we go again. We have an author (an author in this case) are a beginner, good will, the feeling of having pulled out something new from the drawer, a hint of originality to choke after a few lines swamped by cliche that, apparently, it is impossible to wipe out the fantasy. We
elf (evviva. ..), renegade elves for accuracy (wow. ..), which rightly, living underground, they look to be albino (this at least has a logical sense). But if we bothered to redesign the elves of the underground in a different key, why go to redraw the matriarchal society in style drow? Why waste so this little spark of something new?
And the situation does not change going on in reading a novel that has continually claim to overturn the classic themes of fantasy, not only failing to untie, but accentuated in almost all the novels that I came across in recent months .
Even the players, stained with anti-heroes from the criminal record, the end does not deviate from the intelligent and sympathetic villains to which we have become accustomed for some time. How do you know of already seen the interweaving of two brothers who do not know each other but that the fate of existence (again, this intruder!) Put on the same path. In the same way we
antagonist for the usual crowds and unscrupulous villain who enjoys only the misfortune of others and walk in the world just to lust for power and suffering. You do not expect the psychologically complex characters, but it was motivated by personal interests such as selfishness or social climbing.
It matters little whether the novel is written in correct Italian: the style is smooth, but not enough to make the narration smooth and pleasant, as well as "show do not tell" crying disconsolately in the dusty quality narrativa.
Ma al di là di tutto c'è una cosa che mi manca profondamente leggendo questa serie di romanzi fantasy: il sense of wonder . Non si viene colti di sorpresa da nessun colpo di scena, gli avvenimenti sono telefonati e una pagina dopo l'altra si arranca apaticamente attraverso una storia che non coinvolge e non cattura nel mondo (poco) fantastico in cui si snoda. E' un vero peccato, perché il fantasy (soprattutto quello italiano) sta perdendo una schiera di affamati lettori che si stanno rassegnando a mangiare le lasagne invece della torta. Non che le lasagne non siano buone, ma noi avevamo voglia di torta...