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A review by ostrava
Mythago Wood by Robert Holdstock
1.0
One has to admit the atmosphere and the concept are strong, strong enough in fact to save it from being absolutely unredeemable, but that alone can't hold the weight of an entire novel.
Maybe some readings of Jung could have prepared me beforehand, but I hardly see the point of putting that much effort into what's essentially a juvenile and poorly aged attempt at introducing quirky pop-psychology themes into the genre.
There's not really much grace or elegance in the writing, and the immersion suffers from it. But it also suffers from exposition and poor pacing. But those are things I can deal with, what pisses me off, what truly irrates me is the insufferable amount of time spent on the "ideal male fantasy" that the author spents so much precious time wasting on.
You have a world of possibilities, Robin Hood and Arthur like characters who can lead you to the most surreal revisions of mythology and their influence on fantasy, and instead you decided to be horny.
Holdstock is going to horny jail, and I need to go take a shower. Wasted potential.
Maybe some readings of Jung could have prepared me beforehand, but I hardly see the point of putting that much effort into what's essentially a juvenile and poorly aged attempt at introducing quirky pop-psychology themes into the genre.
There's not really much grace or elegance in the writing, and the immersion suffers from it. But it also suffers from exposition and poor pacing. But those are things I can deal with, what pisses me off, what truly irrates me is the insufferable amount of time spent on the "ideal male fantasy" that the author spents so much precious time wasting on.
You have a world of possibilities, Robin Hood and Arthur like characters who can lead you to the most surreal revisions of mythology and their influence on fantasy, and instead you decided to be horny.
Holdstock is going to horny jail, and I need to go take a shower. Wasted potential.