L'home s'havia esvaït. El mite no. Músic, captaire, lladre, estudiant, mag, rodamón, heroi i assassí, en Kvothe havia esborrat el seu rastre. I ni tan sols ara que l'han trobat, ni tan sols ara que les tenebres s'estenen pels racons del món, està disposat a tornar. Però la seva història prossegueix, continua l'aventura, i en Kvothe us la contarà per revelar la veritat darrere la llegenda.
L'home s'havia esvaït. El mite no. Músic, captaire, lladre, estudiant, mag, rodamón, heroi i assassí, en Kvothe havia esborrat el seu rastre. I ni tan sols ara que l'han trobat, ni tan sols ara que les tenebres s'estenen pels racons del món, està disposat a tornar. Però la seva història prossegueix, continua l'aventura, i en Kvothe us la contarà per revelar la veritat darrere la llegenda.
I was profoundly irritated by Rothfuss' treatment of women in book one. Enough so that I refused to pay for book two, though curiosity and some people's assurances did lead me to check it out from the library.
Book two is simultaneously a bit better and WAY worse. The badass fighter/teacher who is also a loving grandmother? Neat! The healer who talks about hard choices? Neat. But they don't really make up for pretty much every other woman being a sex object, in need of saving, or both.
Kvothe is still funny. The storytelling isn't nearly as tight and neat, but aside from a long, pointless, irritating dalliance in Fae, it does move along. I still wonder how we get from the end of this book to the beginning of the first, in only one more installment.
I am frustrated with myself for having any investment in this sexist Mary …
I was profoundly irritated by Rothfuss' treatment of women in book one. Enough so that I refused to pay for book two, though curiosity and some people's assurances did lead me to check it out from the library.
Book two is simultaneously a bit better and WAY worse. The badass fighter/teacher who is also a loving grandmother? Neat! The healer who talks about hard choices? Neat. But they don't really make up for pretty much every other woman being a sex object, in need of saving, or both.
Kvothe is still funny. The storytelling isn't nearly as tight and neat, but aside from a long, pointless, irritating dalliance in Fae, it does move along. I still wonder how we get from the end of this book to the beginning of the first, in only one more installment.
I am frustrated with myself for having any investment in this sexist Mary Sue character and his story, given how little space Rothfuss' world has for people like me.