![]() ![]() Maybe I should have persisted, but either way I’m glad I didn’t give up on Kay because of it: The Lions Of Al-Rassan made my cry three times – once even for the duration of a couple of pages. ![]() I didn’t finish Tigana, abandoning it quickly because I couldn’t get over its obvious artificial nature, and because something in the prose didn’t ring true. I still stand by these words, but nevertheless I find myself puzzled by certain aspects of The Lions of Al-Rassan that tie into said Romanticism: the ethics of violent heroism and honor as it is portrayed in Kay’s sixth novel – considered by many to be his best, in tandem with 1990’s Tigana. ![]() In acknowledging this, and in doing this bidding, living our lives, there is heroism and honor to be found.” We cannot expect the Whole to do our bidding, that we have to do ourselves. This Whole determines us, but at the same time we determine parts of the Whole too. At the time I wrote – rather pompously – that “Kay manages to convey one of the key aspects of a Romantic worldview so, so well: we, mortal humans, are part of a vast Whole that is mysterious, ancient, uncaring and unforgiving. Kay’s debut series is a high fantasy classic with overtones of Frazer’s Golden Bough. When I read The Fionavar Tapestry six years ago, I was totally enamored by it. ![]()
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