
Book Review: Madrenga by Alan Dean Foster (three stars)
“Looking after them and attending to their needs can only slow you down.” “Friends never slow one down.”
A quest tale with a twist. Several twists. Foster is an accomplished wordsmith. He can tell a tale and describe a person or setting in just a phrase. Unfortunately, he exhibits a wordiness which belies his ability to do better.
“Nothing that has happened to me since leaving Harup-taw-shet has made any sense. Why should it be any different for you?”
The eponymous hero is dense and naive. The latter is more forgivable than the former. After the introduction, the story drags because Foster seems to not trust the reader to get the stupidity of Madrenga and tells us again. And again.
“The esteem reserved for elder beings as well as elder ways is being abandoned. Where once they sought improvement, now men seek only profit, and darknesses of all manner and kind stalk the land.”
Excellent close. Tied up enough ends to satisfy without telling everything.
“If I’ve learned one thing in life it’s that there are no promises. There is only hope.”