This is a review I wrote for Gollanz publishers as part of their 'Gollanz Geek' group:
The Road Goes Ever On and On: ‘The Path of Anger’ by Antoine Rouard
Immediately, ‘The Path of Anger’ tells you what it is on the cover. The story is one of vengeance. Seemingly inspired by the plays of Shakespeare (indeed, many characters have names similar to Shakespearean tragic figures: Laerte = Laertes, Oratio = Horatio, there’s a character called Iago, etc.) or other Jacobean plays, it revolves around the resolution of old disputes, and the culmination of a desire for revenge that has lasted a lifetime. A path that never stops but is extended and exacerbated by a string of events that go from bad to worse. It truly is a lifetime as the course of this novel takes place over a couple of decades. Therein, lies one of its strengths.
The most interesting aspect of this novel was its use of flashbacks and how it effortlessly weaves the past and present in place. Following the lives of Dun-Cadal Daermon and his pupil Frog, we see how these characters meet, how they grow together and how the actions of the past have repercussions in the present day. Some scenes are seen from two perspectives, adding more depth to the setting and to the understanding between these two figures. It works well. The common use of italics to echo the scene that the characters are remembering works extraordinarily well in fading the narrative from one timeline to another. It is never jarring; instead it helps the reader to understand where characters are at given times, both emotionally and psychologically, without taking the reader out of the story in confusion over the juggling of its narrative chronology.
The novel was originally written in French, and French political overtones were evident in its setting. The main set-up, of an old empire overthrown and replaced by a Republic, sings echoes of Bastille day and the usurpation of the French monarchy. Knowing that history, and knowing how it might have influenced the history of the novel’s world really adds to the feeling of world-building in the novel, and the scenes depicting justification for both the Empire and the Republic’s existence are some of the novel’s finer moments, Rouard refraining from painting his world in black and white.
Sadly, the positives of the novel do end there. Some of the writing may have been affected in translation. There is some repetition of language, with many characters ‘almost’ doing a lot of things. I just wanted them to hurry up and do them! Subtlety is absent from the novel, with characters constantly asking themselves obvious character-defining questions in their head, with a lot of telling rather than showing. The author also seemed to feel the need to extensively explain each characters emotions in detail, when an implication may have sufficed, or worked better. A lot of the dialogue is awkward, and there are a few noticeable spelling and grammatical errors that could have been helped by stronger revision in the editing process.
Most, if not all, of the characters are stock. None of them stand out particularly well, besides the novel’s two leads, and they are defined mostly by one value. Dun-Cadal by his loyalty to the Empire, and Frog by his desire for vengeance. Besides this, there really doesn’t seem to be much to them. The character dynamic between the two of them is written well, particularly in the later, tenser, interactions, with Dun-Cadal’s fatherly feelings particularly standing out. But apart from that, neither of them are particularly engrossing, and a lot of the other characters struggle to be memorable. Most acting very much the same as each other. The women in particular are slighted too much. There are three named females and they are all wrapped up in loving men. That’s all they do. None of them add anything more to the novel. The only one who adds somewhat to the plot, only does so due to an abrupt love triangle that doesn’t really make a lot of sense.
In regards to elements that don’t make sense. The magic system (for some reason named the ‘animus’) is never explained. People just seem to be able to do it, and the full extent of its power is never explored. The sword that’s supposed to be legendary seems to be nothing more than a shiny heirloom, and the plotline around the book that is supposed to have the power to control the world ultimately fades into anti-climax. It’s never really explained why it has this power, or how anyone is supposed to use it, leaving the final confrontation pretty devoid of any stakes whatsoever.
The story itself was enjoyable, and Frog’s progression through the novel is worthy of note. But the novel feels small. I had the same problem with it than I did with Neil Blomkamp’s ‘Elysium’. With a whole nation in the balance (or in ‘Elysium’s’ case, the planet) there should be a lot more characters involved than there are. It just didn’t feel big enough to be realistic. There are only around five named councillors of the Republic that were all subjects of the Emperor beforehand anyway, and no one else gets a mention. The fact that they, of all people, took over the Republic instead of the people who actually led the rebellion was also somewhat unbelievable. It just seems very small in scale, which doesn’t make me feel a lot for the situation of the innocent nameless bystanders in this world. The lack of a map also detracts from the setting, making the reader struggle to grasp the geography of the world and ultimately the extent of the Empire’s/Republic’s reach. The political upheaval of the Empire should have been more evident as well. Such an event would have an enormous impact on a land and its inhabitants, but these results are never truly shown. Instead the world, feels very much the same. It also feels somewhat forced that Dun-Cadal, having been wandering alone for fifteen years, would suddenly start bumping into everyone from his past in the span of a couple of days.
Ultimately I struggle to truly come up with my true feelings of the novel. I could probably write on and on about more, but I’ve probably taken enough time as it is. In context with other modern fantasies, I truly believe it is a stronger effort than Mark Lawrence’s ‘Prince of Thorns’, but comparing the book to the works of authors such as Sanderson, Rothfuss, or Abercrombie, it doesn’t come near in terms of quality. A decent effort with quite a bit lacking.