Post by Craig Herbertson on Mar 17, 2009 8:47:10 GMT
Just an ordinary felllow, John Daker is summoned across the dimensions to lead humanity in a battle against the immortal Eldren.
In this new and colourful dimension he is called Erokose and he's the eternal champion, a composite personality composed of every warrior who ever fought rather well. Being the champ, eternal and wielding a magic sword doesn't guarantee effective decision making skills and Erokose binds himself with oaths to the wrong team.
The book has dated. These fantasies were eagerly devoured in my youth.They remain like an old girlfriend who you still find attractive but wouldn't want to sleep with unless you were drunk,That said, its a recommended book for the bath outstripping contemporary fantasy by several miles.
Post by David A. Riley on Mar 17, 2009 9:33:59 GMT
I reread all of my Moorcock books several years ago - and that's a lot of books. I enjoyed them all, but I did start to get a bit weary when he embarked on his Eternal Champion stuff and tried to tie in all his various characters into one reincarnated mishmash. It all looked rather pretentious and strained, to say the least, and not at all successful. I really don't know why he did it.
I've not read any of his stuff in years. Nor, to be honest, felt any inclination to do so. I think the Eternal Champion claptrap did it for me, unfortunately.
Post by Craig Herbertson on Mar 17, 2009 10:37:42 GMT
Yes David, Moorcock seems to have had similar motivations as the European Union. A sort of human tendency to want a monolithic entirety that covers every aspect of behaviour for a reason that eludes you once its been set up.
I think there was a mercenary element too- the repetition made it easy for him to mass produce books and at the time he was the height of popularity. Reading the book, even after so many years, I found myself skipping most of the bits in italics which I could probably recite word for word.
Post by franklinmarsh on Mar 19, 2009 13:39:28 GMT
Erekose was one Moorcock character I couldn't take to. Or Prince Corum for that matter. Loved Elric. Well, still do, especially The Sailor On The Seas Of Fate - the first MM book I read. A big fan of Dorian Hawkmoon and The Runestaff saga. Jerry Cornelius was another favourite, although they are on a different plane altogether. I must admit to quite enjoying the tying together of characters, or referencing them in other books.
I actually liked the Corum novels best of all. Corum seemed more 'human' more 'real' than most of MM other creations.
I've got the very rare copy of The Jade's Man's Eyes here. Don't know if that was ever re-published? Thin book, a novella. White cover. Green print. Bought new in the early 70's.
Love individual Elric books. Love the Runestaff. (First 4 books) The ones after that were pointless.
From about 1980 onwards I gradually stopped reading MM. As he replaced his orginal sword and sorcery stories with stuff that was too arty farty and fanciful for a young lad.
I've read a few of his later Elric novels like the Fortress of the Pearl and such...not a patch on the original stories. The Eternal Champion and Phonenix in Obsidian were enjoyable for me. As was The Ice Schooner.
For years there's been talk of an Elric movie. Mentioned quite a bit on the MM forum.
And wasn't the evil Prince in Hellboy 2 a dead ringer for Elric? Plenty of people have pointed that out. Even the monsters looked like they had been designed by the guy who used to draw those wonderful MM posters.
I'm currently reading the first three Corum books (in a lovely omnibus edition that I picked up ages ago and which sat on my shelves for quite some time) and rather enjoying them.
I agree with Jaq that Corum is rather more human than Elric or Hawkmoon (dunno about Erekose cos I ain't never read them books) maybe because his hatred of Glandryth-a-Krae drives him on and slaps a lot of the moody introspection out of him, or maybe because the character is essentially a bit of a fop who becomes a champion and learns to kill rather than being predisposed to violence.
The one thing that always struck me about the earlier Moorcock novels was exactly how much invention he could pack into his short novels, grandly throwing about great ideas as if they were so much confetti.
My all-time favourite Moorcock novel is probably The Warhound and the World's Pain - I think he tried to tie Von Bek into the Eternal Champion muddle with some of the later books but I haven't read them so I'm not entirely sure.
A great fantasist, though, and hugely influential. (I'm prepared to forgive the later, artsy novels simply because the early ones have given me such pleasure).