Slogging through over 5000 pages of verbosity reading George RR Martin's Fire and Ice series was a hideous, painful and often surreal exercise in patience and perseverance. I read the reviews of this series on Amazon and the book jackets and frankly I expected more. "The American Tolkien" my ass.
How did I not love thee?
1) Includes a cast of characters that is Tolstoyan in scope, but not in depth of development. How did they make an HBO series out of this? They have to be employing every single extra in LA.
2) Everyone and I mean everyone dies in this series. Out of 350 "main characters" only two remain standing at the end of book four.
3) The level of pain, mutilation and suffering inflicted on every character in this series with no apparent redemption is hard to fit into my world view.
4) All I could think about while reading this series was the striking similarity of the political climate in the Seven Kingdoms and the current Republican Party in America.
5) One of the main characters to survive (although brutally mutilated) is a dwarf named Newt Gingrich. Suffice to say, I was not rooting for him.
If you loved this series, forgive me for trashing it. I'm sure there is hidden value in it somewhere.
Anne McCaffery, what do they have on you to make you write such a nice blurb?
Lisa / Mom / Daughter
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