October 31, 2021
The Enchantress of World’s End is — eclectic. It’s a gallimaufry of whatever Carter had in the cupboard. And his cupboard is vast. It’s one part Wizard of Oz, a dash of Amerberite world-walking, a splash of the oriental tale as filtered through Hannah-Barbera cartoons. There is a through-line of sorts, so the narrative coheres — sort of. There are aspects I found a bit distasteful, and much that seemed just rather silly. And there was a distinct lack of menace. I never considered any of the characters to be under any real threat.
Still, the couple of chapters featuring the dragon were, while undeniably self-indulgent, worth the read for any aficionado of the heroic fiction genre. I won’t spoil it. But this book is worth keeping on my shelves as a reference work for one chapter alone.
So, I don’t regret reading this one. On the other hand, I feel as though I ought to take a break from this series in order to read something more substantial. Man can’t live on a diet of macaroons and sugar cookies. My brain requires more nourishing fare.
Of course, who am I to talk? I mean, look at this.