I recently reread the original Icewind Dale trilogy by R. A. Salvatore published in the early 90s. I've also been rereading the Lord of the Rings for the first time in a few years, and I'm about 25% or so into Return of the King as we speak. Because my wife is out of town helping my injured son who broke his ankle in a bad landing from a jump, I will probably have little to do in the evenings and on weekends other than read, so I expect to make good progress. I've also got the follow-up prequel to the Icewind Dale trilogy queued up; the Driz'zt origin story, and I've got Raymond Feist's Riftwar Saga—in its original edited form, not the "author's cut" that's been in print since.
I've also recently reread a collection of Robert E. Howard stories, and I have more to go, some Black Library stuff from the old Warhammer world published a number of years ago, some more Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser stuff to read, some Thieves World stuff, etc. And not that long ago, I reread The Belgariad five book series again for the first time in many years. While I'd often mocked that, the truth is that I've also always liked it, and rereading it again, I realized that my mocking of it as extruded fantasy product was probably unfair, and as much driven by the zeitgeist about that series over time and the unlikeable and stupid statements made by the author about fantasy fans before his death. He actually doesn't seem like a very nice guy. And finally, I've also recently reread the original Dragonlance books—although I was doing those as an audiobook while traveling, and I peetered out before getting all the way through the third book. Part of those were better than I expected them to be after all of this time, and parts of them... were not. Terry Brooks is the most iconic author of this era that I never had much interest in, after failing several times to reread the first Sword of Shannara book because it just didn't interest me enough.
I became a fantasy fan at this crucial juncture, in the 70s and 80s, when an older generation of faster, punchier, sword & sorcery (and anti-sword & sorcery, full of subversion of all the tropes, just like the anti-western is a subversion of the western) were still in print, and readily available. It was easy to find sword & sorcery, planetary romance, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Robert E. Howard, Michael Moorcock, John Norman, and Robert Adams all over the public library, shelves on the bookstore, and even the little book section of Wal-Mart or Krogers. Much of this wasn't great; thud & blunder it had been derisively labeled, referring to its facile pastiche nature of better written stuff by guys like Howard in decades earlier. But what was also happening is that pastiches of Tolkien in a more high fantasy mold were becoming mainstream at this time, including much of the work of the authors mentioned above. To me, these were the twin pillars of the fantasy genre, and anything else that was out there was either unusual or unique, or completely outside of my interest, like romance in fantasy drag, or feminist screeds in fantasy drag, etc. Y'know, like Marion Zimmer Bradley or Mercedes Lackey.
What seems to have happened since then is that a new type of fantasy, or maybe new types of fantasy, have become prominent since then. Brandon Sanderson is one of the faces of this; which is kinda funny, as he finished the Wheel of Time series after Robert Jordan died, and Robert Jordan is seen as one of the vanguard of writers who pioneered this new fantasy. Sure, sure... Wheel of Time starts off very similar to a typical 80s-90s high fantasy, but 1) it was super, super long with a bazillion characters. I mean really long; one book in this 14-15 or so book series is nearly as long as the entire Lord of the Rings, 2) it had tons of soap opera elements and politics, etc. 3) it starred deeply flawed characters, including a main character who literally went insane over the course of the series, and 4) it indulges heavily in high concept and world building. I would say to the detriment of character, but given the length of time that we spend with the characters, that's not really true. But definitely to the detriment of plot and pacing. But the fans don't seem to mind that.
George "Rape Rape" Martin seems to have pioneered a second point of this new type of fantasy. It has most of the same "features" as Brandon Sanderson's stuff, but not only are the main characters frequently flawed, but they're literally terrible people; more like villains than heroes, and the tone of the stories indulges this deep dive into nihilism and borderline snuff film material. A lot of other authors have also made hay in this "grimdark" side to "modern fantasy".
Here's a decent video that some guy who I often disagree with makes discussing modern vs classic fantasy, but he has a gigantic "classic" definition that basically means the 70s-90s generation of high fantasy, and he ignores everything else classic that comes from before that. Full disclosure; I disliked the video because I think that it's got a perception bias due to his Millennial generational perspective. But it's a nice place to at least start with a discussion of generations of fantasy.
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