Title: The Daylight War
Author: Peter V. Brett
It is probably very appropriate that this third book in the fantastic Demon
Trilogy Cycle ends with a cliffhanger. The entire experience of reading the book was something like falling off a cliff. For the first few moments you’re soaring at top speed. Then you realise that you are falling–plummeting, actually–and then ::SPLAT:: you hit the ground and are shattered. Yep, that’s what reading The Daylight War is definitely like.
The first two books in this series are fully incredible in ways that are hard to express without sounding like someone on speed. “They’re soooo good! Really! Awesome! You have to read them!” Whenever people ask me for my recommendations on Epic Fantasy the third spot on the list has always been held by Peter V. Brett. After this book it will be Peter V. Brett (with an asterisk). This book is, I’m hoping, the asterisk of the series. The “go ahead and read the series but you could probably skim book three or even skip it as long as you read the last chapter” novel that many good series have.
I’ve said elsewhere that this book feels like it happened because HBO and Fifty Shades of Gray have made erotica and erotic sublpots in Epic Fantasy a new trend. I say that because the first two books (The Warded Man; The Desert Spear) are about travelling deep into this awesome world where demons rule the night and man’s only hope lies in defensive runes inked on fences and doors to keep out the monsters. Brett’s world is compellingly real and the magic system that drives the tension is magnificent.
Then you get to this book. It opens with a mother and her two children weaving baskets and joking about the son’s attendance at a gay orgy later in the day. The boy’s younger sister turns out to be Inevera, a minor character from the other two books and the primary character of much of The Daylight War. Because we clearly know from earlier books where Inevera’s path takes her, the end result of her long backstory is not in question. Brett decided to spice up the story with a lot of lesbians, nearly-naked beautiful girls and a male sex toy eunuch. The other two plotlines focus on the romantic and sexual exploits of The Warded Man and his lieutenants Rojer and Leesha.
I don’ t have enough words to stress to you how very dull all of this gets, and quickly. It gets especially bad when the Warded Man–the badass hero of the first two books–gets into a long infatuation with what is possibly the worst character in Fantasy since Jar Jar Binks.
It makes me sad that a book I waited so long for and that I actually pre-ordered turned into such a mess. I’m giving it two bookworms but I’m afraid that maybe the second one is mostly for nostalgia’s sake.