Issola | ||||||||
Steven Brust | ||||||||
Tor Books, 255 pages | ||||||||
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A review by William Thompson
Despite Vlad's apparent contempt for the Empire and Dragaeran society, he has nonetheless made
powerful friends amongst the Dragaeran nobility -- well, at least sometimes they act like friends, when
their interests are not at odds or their often uneasy relationship has not broken out into outright
hostility. And Vlad would be the first to admit that it's difficult to feel totally at ease around a
god or an undead Necromancer, regardless of how polite or solicitous at times they may be towards his
welfare. After all, usually in these circumstances they want something from him, and are just as
capable of turning him to dust or worse, if it suits their purpose. The intentions of deities are
often inscrutable. And, considering Vlad's irrepressible sarcasm, it is amazing he hasn't run afoul
of their ire more often.
But Vlad is nothing if not a survivor, knowing when to run and hide when circumstances dictate. At
the opening to Issola, Vlad has been on the lam for several years from his own caste, the criminal
society of House Jhereg, which in typical fashion he has double-crossed. With only his familiar Loiosh
as a companion, along with Loiosh's mate, Rocza, Vlad has been living a self-imposed exile in the
wilderness, moving from campsite to campsite to avoid any assassins seeking to earn the reward placed
upon his head (asking characters from time to time if they might be Mario), regretting the loss of his
ex-wife, Cawti, as well as the luxuries of living in a civilized world, such as dinner at Valabar's or a
good cup of klava. His sojourn in the wilderness is about to end, however, as Lady Teldra seeks
out his aid in order to discover what has happened to her master, Vlad's old, sometimes friend, sometimes
nemesis Lord Morrolan and his impetuous cousin, Lady Aliera. They have disappeared together under
suspicious circumstances -- suspicious if only for the reason that both Morrolan and Aliera are themselves
powerful sorcerers, not the type of people to misplace themselves or vanish without a trace. As
often happens, Vlad soon finds himself unwillingly embroiled in the plots of the powerful, this time
involving not only the mysterious and menacing Sethra Lavode and the disconcertingly dead Necromancer,
but the Demon Goddess Verra and the mythical Jenoine. And it's up to Vlad to help save the world,
a scary thought in itself!
As in past novels, Brust uses Vlad's adventures to explore and wryly comment upon the human condition,
using tongue-in-cheek humour and burlesque to satirize both mortal and divine foibles, as well as delve into
deeper philosophic and existential issues. Also, the chapters are set up to provide a primer on
courtesy! (No, don't worry: there's more going on here than meets the eye.) And, after nine novels,
the author finally provides many of the long-awaited answers to questions regarding the origins of his
world, as well as filling in the cosmology and some of the physics behind how Dragaera works. In
the end expect a cosmic battle between the gods over the control of space and time in which Vlad does
his best to beg off, or at least remain as inconspicuous as possible. Of course, despite his most
desperate efforts to avoid notice, Vlad eventually finds himself in the thick of it, with momentous
consequences boding for dramatic changes to come in the future. One wonders, at the end, whether
Vlad will ever be the same again.
Compared to previous novels, is this outing an equal success? I don't think so, in large part
because of how the novel wallows during the sections devoted to various characters' captivity. While
providing much of the basis for some of the revelations regarding the physics behind the Dragaeran
world, their presentation involves far too much lengthy interior monologue and too little narrative
action to be entirely effective, slowing the pace into an expositional stall that is only somewhat
rescued by the sudden and comparatively cataclysmic events that follow. Nonetheless, anyone
who has been following this series will undoubtedly want to read this work, as it provides, as
mentioned previously, answers to the many questions regarding Dragaera's origins and long,
convoluted history.
For those of you who have never read a Vlad Taltos novel before, with its many referents to past
events and episodes, expect to be lost if you start the series here. However, look upon this
as your great, good fortune, for you can start at the beginning with Jhereg and then read the
entire nine-volume saga cover to cover. Trust me, once you start this rollicking, humoresque series,
you won't put it down till you reach the conclusion. Truly, one of the few fantasy originals!
William Thompson is a writer of speculative fiction, as yet unpublished, although he remains hopeful. In addition to pursuing his writing, he is in the degree program in information science at Indiana University. |
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