Review: The Dragon Apocalypse: Witchbreaker

Review: Witchbreaker:

“Witchbreaker” is the third book in James Maxey’s “Dragon Apocalypse” series, following “Greatshadow” and “Hush.” However, if not for the appearance of several previously introduced characters and the continuation of the Church of the Book’s conflict with the primal dragons, you’d be hard-pressed to realize this is the same series.

Cover art for This review will contain some mild spoilers for the first two books.

I don’t know how to feel about “Witchbreaker,” honestly. Under normal circumstances, I’d praise it as an above average, if not stellar, fantasy novel. But the massive changes in the story following “Hush” are jarring, and I feel something special about this series has been lost.

But let me back up a bit. I should explain what’s so different about “Witchbreaker.”

The first two books in “The Dragon Apocalypse” were pretty clearly a love story. Sure, there was lots of action, humour, and general craziness, but ultimately, it was the story of Infidel, the superhuman pirate, and Stagger, the ghost of a witty old drunk who’d loved her in life.

It was an incredibly unique tale, and very touching in a bittersweet way. Furthermore, Stagger’s wry voice made the books come alive much more than the standard third person perspective would have.

But “Witchbreaker” takes an entirely different direction. Infidel doesn’t appear in this book at all, and Stagger has only a brief — if awesome — cameo near the end. The story shifts to a standard, and fairly dry, third person perspective.

The story now focuses on an heretofore secondary cast member: Sorrow Stern, a woman every bit as cheerful and charming as she sounds.

Sorrow is a witch, a sorceress who has gained power over the material world by hammering nails into her own brain. Recently, she has fused her soul with Rott, the primal dragon of decay and entropy, gaining god-like powers of destruction at the cost of her humanity.

Sorrow hopes to use her newfound powers to fulfill her lifelong mission of destroying the Church of the Book, but of course, it’s never that simple.

Each time she uses Rott’s power, she draws closer to being consumed by the dragon’s essence, and even with her immense power, she is still only one woman, and she will need allies to free the world from the Church. To this end, she seeks to learn more about the ancient witches whose footsteps she follows in.

Along the way, she uncovers an amnesiac warrior in a glass coffin. The man bears a striking resemblance to Lord Stark Tower, the legendary Witchbreaker who all but rid the world of witches. But Tower has been dead for centuries. Surely this man cannot be him…

Other characters include the Romers, a super-powered family of seafarers introduced in “Hush”; Brand, a former circus performer and associate of the Romers; and Bigsby, Brand’s diminutive transvestite brother.

Maxey hasn’t lost his touch when it comes to inventive casts.

If it feels like I’ve just given away the whole book, I’ve actually barely covered the opening chapters. This is an incredibly eventful book, and I honestly don’t know how Maxey crammed so much into just four hundred pages.

One thing that hasn’t been lost from the previous books is the breakneck pacing and thrilling action. This is a book without a single dull moment.

Also preserved from the first two books is the incredibly inventive world-building. This is most definitely not your standard high fantasy, and even the more cliche aspects are given fresh spins and fun twists, or else made intentionally cliche as a tongue-in-cheek parody.

This was a very fun book, and I enjoyed reading it a lot, but I can’t help but feel something was lost in translation between “Hush” and “Witchbreaker.”

I blame Sorrow for much of this feeling. Now, Sorrow is a very interesting character, and I enjoy reading about her, but she is not at all a good choice for a viewpoint character.

Sorrow is very cold, almost to the point of inhumanity, and that makes it very difficult to get emotionally engaged in “Witchbreaker” — a sharp contrast with how much the first two books would grab you right in the feels.

Sorrow’s joyless nature also robs the book of much of its humour, whereas the first two books were hilariously funny.

Given the choice, I would much rather have a read a book from the perspective of, say, Menagerie or Gale Romer.

Still, I have high hopes for the rest of this series. If the viewpoint character has changed once, it could change again, and there are a lot of fascinating characters whose tales are yet to be told.

It’s also clear we’ve barely scratched the surface of this world, its cultures, and its primal dragons. I see vast potential for future stories in “The Dragon Apocalypse.”

Overall rating: 7.9/10 A fairly big disappointment compared to the first two books of the series, but a high quality novel all the same.

Review: The Hobbit, An Unexpected Journey

Before I begin, I should take a moment to explain the significance of Tolkien’s work in my life.

Cover art for I am a fantasy author. That means Tolkien is to me what Jesus is to Christians.

My love of the fantasy genre can be traced to my early childhood, and two things in particular. The first is Warcraft: Orcs and Humans, and the second is “The Hobbit.” My teacher read it to my class in school, and afterward, I insisted my parents obtain copies of it and “The Lord of the Rings” and read them to me ad nauseam.

The first school play I ever performed in was a production of “The Hobbit.” I donned an absolutely ridiculous plush lizard suit and played the role of the dragon Smaug — to critical acclaim, I might add.

I was not often accepted by the other children in my early years, but one of the first games I was allowed to join was them playing out “Lord of the Rings.” I got to be Gimli.

John Rhys-Davies as Gimli in The Lord of the RingsMy father, who had been working with a local carpenter at the time, crafted me a battleaxe out of wood, and my mother used a wood-burning kit to put “Gimli, Son of Gloin” onto the axe in Norse runes. I still have the axe.

Around this time, I contracted chicken pox. What followed was a week of utmost misery as my entire body became covered by burning, itching sores. The only thing that kept me sane through this was my parents reading “The Hobbit” and “Lord of the Rings” to me until they were hoarse.

Years later, Peter Jackson came out with his films of the books. I still remember my exact words as I came out of The Fellowship of the Ring: “Best. Movie. Ever.” And I meant it.

And The Two Towers was even better.

The point I’m trying to make is this: few things, fictional or real, have had a greater impact on my life than the works of Tolkien. So as you read this review, keep in mind that I am in no way an impartial observer when it comes to Middle-Earth.

A map of Middle EarthOn with the show!

The elephant in the room:

Let’s start with the obvious. Yes, they’ve turned a fairly short book into three massive films, and yes, this is a blatant attempt to milk more money from the franchise.

But I view this the same way I view Blizzard Entertainment’s decision to release Starcraft II as a trilogy of games. As long as it leads to more content, and as long as the quality of the end product remains good, I don’t care that it’s a shameless cash grab.

The effort to stretch out the story is apparent when you view this movie. This is not a quick movie, and they have played fast and loose with the exact details of the story to pad it out.

But you know what? I don’t care.

Tolkien’s world is so deep and his stories so gripping that they can stand up to this treatment. Peter Jackson may be adding more to the story than was in the books, but he’s largely just expanding on elements that were only implied or explained in brief in the books. He’s not just pulling stuff out of his ass to make a fast buck.

The official poster for The Hobbit, An Unexpected JourneyWhatever liberty’s might be taken, this is still The Hobbit at a very fundamental level. The important things are all there. Simply put…

They got it right:

That might not sound like especially strong praise, but when it comes to the works of Tolkien — and when I’m the one saying it — that’s about as high praise as could possibly be uttered.

“The Hobbit” was a very different book from its trilogy of successors, and this movie captures that. This is a very light-hearted and whimsical movie, and it seems aimed at a younger audience than the Lord of the Rings films were. Which is exactly what it should be; Tolkien wrote this book for his children.

The casting, as with the previous films, is pitch-perfect. Sir Ian McKellen isn’t good as Gandalf; he is Gandalf. Martin Freeman is excellent as Bilbo — the right mix of awkwardness, charm, and wit. I’ve always been a little iffy on Andy Serkis’ portrayal of Gollum, but he does a lovely job in this film.

But who really steals the show in this movie is Richard Armitage as Thorin Oakenshield. This man is brilliant. His portrayal of Thorin — equal parts noble heroism and frightening obsession — exactly matches how I pictured the character in the books, and every single of one of his scenes exudes gravitas.

I feel the beginnings of a mighty man-crush.

And, of course, the soundtrack, the visuals, and the action sequences are all as good as you could hope for.

That’s not to say the movie is perfect. The first half does feel a little lacking. I wouldn’t go so far as to call it boring — it does, in fact, have a lot of enjoyable moments — but it doesn’t have the same sparkle and shine as the previous films. It’s merely good, not great.

But then they got to the Goblin caves. Cue nerdgasms.

In closing:

To be honest, I’m not sure there’s a point in my posting this review. With a movie this big, I’m sure everyone has already made up their minds whether to see it or not, and pretty much everyone who will already has.

But whatever. It’s my blog. I’M YOUNG. I DO WHAT I WANT!

Anyway, to those who might still be on the fence about whether to see An Unexpected Journey (all two of you): do eet.

Overall rating: 9.1/10 SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY, JACKSON!