This book was much better than I thought it would be. (I mean what would you think anything called Lord Foul's bane? I imagine horrible period fantasy with a lot of dark halls and flagons of mead or something like a Renassance Faire gone wild--but it's not). Another of the Alternate Reality sorts of books, where a leprous character in the real world is a healthy warrior in the other--however unlike other books of this type, there is no clarification of whether Thomas Covenant is really just having a particularly imaginative set of hallucinations--even to the end. Well worth a summer's read.