![]() ![]() ![]() It was much more comfortable to read-like slipping on an old pair of sweatpants after wearing too-tight fancy-pants designer jeans all day (ummm…or so I’ve heard, having no direct experience myself with such tomfoolery…ahem). I expected The Magician King to continue in that vein…instead, it presented a pretty paint-by-numbers fantasy tale, filled with heroic feats of derring-do, albeit with cynical hipster commentary. ![]() It was the Watchmen spin on the tried-and-true fantasy formula-let’s think about what would REALLY happen if some kid woke up one day, discovered he had magical powers, and got into a school with other hormonal and maladjusted teens in the same situation. It was the other side of the Harry Potter/Charlie Bucket coin-kid gets golden ticket, only golden ticket turns out to royally screw up one’s psyche. The Magicians left me depressed and flummoxed, but intrigued. But, not unlike clichéd and stupid Facebook statuses, it’s complicated. Don’t get me wrong-the ultimate impression is a positive one. I’m still not really sure what to make of it. ![]()
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