Brisingr
by Christopher Paolini
Christopher Paolini should learn some restraint. The third book in the
Inheritance cycle begins with
a flurry of purple prose that reads as though the author has discovered metaphors and similes for the first
time. Take this passage:
"Roran was watching him with the expression of a starving wolf. His gray eyes burned with a mixture of
anger, hope, and despair that was so great, it seemed as if his emotions might burst forth and
incinerate everything in sight in a blaze of unimaginable intensity, melting the very rocks themselves."
Faced with that kind of thing on page 7, most readers could be forgiven for making their own blazes of
unimaginable intensity. Reading the first few chapters of this novel is like wading through treacle, whilst
Paolini goes to town with some ridiculously overblown descriptions.
Luckily things do improve. Around a quarter of the way in the writing gets tighter and the pace quickens
somewhat, making it easier to concentrate on the story.
Eragon and Saphira are reunited with Roran, and the three of them set off to rescue Katrina, Roran's
betrothed, from Helgrind. In the course of Eragon's adventures both he and Saphira have accumulated
a lot of unfinished business, and they made promises to right various wrongs.
Brisingr is
concerned with their efforts to set these matters straight. Galbatorix and Murtagh are an ever-present
threat, and as the war rages it looks increasingly likely that Eragon and Saphira will not get another
chance to keep their word.
These tasks that Eragon and Saphira undertake may not always result in fierce battles, but that's
not to say that
Brisingr lacks for action. As the conflict with Galbatorix escalates Eragon and
Roran grow increasingly troubled by the body count they leave behind. They may both be battle-hardened
warriors by this stage, but that doesn't prevent them from feeling guilty about it. It might have been
endearing, if the battles weren't so very over the top. Characters do things like battle it out over hills
of slain enemies, hacking their way through hundreds of opponents. It's that matter of restraint once
more.
Although he was born human and looks like an elf, Eragon nevertheless has strong ties to the
dwarves. As they begin the tortuous process of appointing a new leader he struggles to persuade
them to select someone who is friendly towards the Varden. The alliance of free people opposed to
Galbatorix is on the verge of breaking up, unless Eragon can master dwarven politics. But his problems
don't end there. He must return to the lands of the elves in order to complete his training if he's ever
going to find out more about the source of Galbatorix's vast power.
With every journey Paolini introduces newer and stranger elements into the world of
Analgesia Alagaesia. Sometimes he goes too far, reducing the tension by adding
freaky yet apparently irrelevant characters and getting sidetracked with their subplots. This is one of
the reasons
Brisingr is so long, and at times the pace is pretty slow. However the novel isn't a
total failure, and if you can tolerate its faults you'll be rewarded with some reasonably absorbing high
points of escapist adventure. It's just a shame the writing is so flabby and undisciplined.
Brisingr
could have been a far better book had the author reined in his imagination and
concentrated on delivering a tighter plot and a few less rock-melting stares.
3/5
Review © Ros Jackson