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The Dying Earth #4
Rhialto el Prodigioso
Los relatos de Jack Vance de esa moribunda Tierra futura en la que el Sol se apaga y la magia ha vuelto a ocupar el lugar preeminente que tuvo en la antigüedad han intrigado, deleitado y cautivado la imaginación de dos generaciones de lectores. Tras la publicación de La Tierra moribunda, Los ojos del sobremundo y La saga de Cugel, los amantes de la fantasía y la ciencia ficción no han dejado de pedirle al autor que regresara a ese fascinante mundo futuro. Más de treinta años después de su primera incursión en él, Jack Vance vuelve a la Tierra moribunda con una nueva y apasionante aventura, la que cierra el ciclo hasta la fecha. En ella, una serie de taimados magos gobiernan una sociedad maquiavélica, extraños animales merodean por un aún más extraño paisaje, y las trampas e intrigas aguardan por todos lados a los incautos. El agonizante sol cuelga bajo y rojo en el cielo. La magia está en todas partes… y es usada para el mal tan frecuentemente como para el bien. Es en ese escenario donde se mueve el protagonista de esta nueva historia, Rhialto el Prodigioso, una mago del más alto orden… un personaje que tan sólo la fecunda mente de Jack Vance podría crear.
Jack Vance, autor de series tan famosas como la de Tschai, el Planeta de la Aventura (publicada en esta misma colección), la de los Príncipes Demonio o la del Gran Planeta, es un autor que ha sido honrado con los más distinguidos premios de ciencia ficción: el Hugo, el Nebula, el Júpiter y el Edgard, y cuyas novelas han cautivado, emocionado y deleitado a millones de lectores en todo el mundo..
Jack Vance, autor de series tan famosas como la de Tschai, el Planeta de la Aventura (publicada en esta misma colección), la de los Príncipes Demonio o la del Gran Planeta, es un autor que ha sido honrado con los más distinguidos premios de ciencia ficción: el Hugo, el Nebula, el Júpiter y el Edgard, y cuyas novelas han cautivado, emocionado y deleitado a millones de lectores en todo el mundo..
272 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1984
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Jack Vance
779 books1,590 followersAka John Holbrook Vance, Peter Held, John Holbrook, Ellery Queen, John van See, Alan Wade.
The author was born in 1916 and educated at the University of California, first as a mining engineer, then majoring in physics and finally in journalism. During the 1940s and 1950s, he contributed widely to science fiction and fantasy magazines. His first novel, The Dying Earth , was published in 1950 to great acclaim. He won both of science fiction's most coveted trophies, the Hugo and Nebula awards. He also won an Edgar Award for his mystery novel The Man in the Cage . He lived in Oakland, California in a house he designed.
The author was born in 1916 and educated at the University of California, first as a mining engineer, then majoring in physics and finally in journalism. During the 1940s and 1950s, he contributed widely to science fiction and fantasy magazines. His first novel, The Dying Earth , was published in 1950 to great acclaim. He won both of science fiction's most coveted trophies, the Hugo and Nebula awards. He also won an Edgar Award for his mystery novel The Man in the Cage . He lived in Oakland, California in a house he designed.
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June 5, 2020
Rhialto the Marvellous closes the initial collection of Dying Earth stories, as chronicled by Jack Vance, a master of invention who took me on an incredible journey through eons of history, hundreds of lost civilizations and quirky cultures, multicolored vistas of exotic lands, weird trees and chimaeric wildlife, magic invocations and last, but not least : deeds of daring, craft and cunning to tax credibility . Even if none of the later books quite recaptured the lyrical, melancholic atmosphere of the first one, preferring instead a more humorous, adventure oriented approach, the series kept me glued to the pages until the very last morsel. And then I wished I could spend more time in the company of the characteristic amoral, arrogant, opportunistic and unreliable scoundrels that usually lead the way around the Dying Earth landscape.
Rhialto is not a simple reincarnation of Cugel the Clever: he is a fussy dresser and a cad where women are concerned, but as a wizard he is quite proficient in the art, and as a trickster he is less easily fooled by other magicians, demons or villagers he meets on his quests. Both heroes have supersized egos, but where Cugel ended mostly on the losing side in every intellectual endeavour and got by only through bravado and a lot of luck, Rhialto is deviously planning ahead and outsmarting his adversaries in a Sherlock Holmes manner. It took a good portion of the book to get me interested in Rhialto, and finally it was his sarcastic wit and elaborate form of polite expression that conquered me:
Always disposed to create a favorable impression before members of the female sex, so long as they were of an age and degree of vitality to notice, Rhialto leaned an arm against a stump, disposed his cloak so that it hung in a casual yet dramatic style.
The girls, preoccupied with their chatter, failed to notice his presence. Rhialto spoke in melodious tones: "Young creatures, allow me to intrude upon your attention, at least for a moment. I am surprised to find so much fresh young beauty wasted upon work so dull, and among brambles so sharp."
I have already accepted the fact that the series abandoned almost all the science-fiction elements after the first book and developed as a magic intensive sword & sorcery adventure. If Cugel was more adept with a sword that with a spell, Rhialto relies very little on physical exertions and deploys almost exclusively his magic-fu. The magic theory of the Dying Earth is briefly presented in the introduction of the novel ( Magic is a practical science, or, more properly, a craft, since emphasis is placed primarily upon utility, rather than basic understanding.), with a few choice examples of spells that had me chuckling in anticipation of seeing them deployed later in the book:
Looking into (for instance) Chapter Four of Killiclaw's Primer of Practical Magic, Interpersonal Effectuations, one notices, indited in bright purple ink, such terminology as:
Xarfaggio's Physical Malepsy
Arnhoult's Sequestrious Digitalia
Lutar Brassnose's Twelve-fold Bounty
The Spell of Forlorn Encystment
Tinkler's Old-fashioned Froust
Clambard's Rein of Long Nerves
The Green and Purple Postponement of Joy
Panguire's Triumphs of Discomfort
Lugwiler's Dismal Itch
Khulip's Nasal Enhancement
Radl's Pervasion of the Incorrect Chord.
Actually, very few on the list made it into the proper adventure, but it was fun to imagine them in action. The one spell that is put to repeated use is one that I believe every one of us imagined at one point in his life being in control of: the power to stop time for everybody else, and move freely about the frozen population. Here it is used primarily for mischief or for getting the hero out of tight corners.
Coming back to the book, there are only three novellas in it, but the middle one is quite extensive, and I didn't feel shortchanged in any way by the limitation. Having the same set of protagonists (a conclave of wizards that are constantly quarelling among themselves, reminding me fondly of the masters of the Unseen University on Discworld) in all three parts of the book helps with the continuity and with the character development.
The Murthe is a hilarious farce about the wizards phobia towards womenfolk. Their 'boys only' club falls prey to a specter from a terrible past, when women had ascendancy:
The Murthe is at large among you, with squalms and ensqualmations.
The series had its less savoury moments, especially when Cugel was involved, with women treated as sex objects and as fickle creatures. The panic of the wizards as they contemplate serving under women is a refreshing reversal, and their bafflement regarding their true nature is illustrated in the following extract:
Calanctus likens a woman to the Ciaeic Ocean which absorbs the long and full thrust of the Antipodal Current as it sweeps around Cape Spang, but only while the weather holds fair. If the wind shifts but a trifle, this apparently placid ocean hurls an abrupt flood ten or even twenty feet high back around the cape, engulfing all before it. When stasis is restored and the pressure relieved, the Ciaeic is as before, placidly accepting the current. Do you concur with this interpretation of the female geist?
Fader's Waft follows the quest of Rhialto to recover the Blue Perciplex: a precious prism containing the rule of law governing the Wizard Conclave. The prism is hidden in the past, and Rhialto must time-travel back accompanied by a couple of recalcitrant indentured demons. He meets twenty footed blue aliens from Canopus, witnesses epic battles between long lost empires, damzels in distress, venal construction workers, villagers with peculiar eating habits:
Must your disgust be so blatant? True: we are anthropophages. True: we put strangers to succulent use. Is this truly good cause for hostility? The world is as it is and each of us must hope in some fashion to be of service to his fellows, even if only in the form of a soup.
The humour mixed with the rich history of the past/future Earth and with the flowery prose made for a very pleasant pastime indeed, and too quick I arrived at the last story:
Morreion has the wizards traveling in a floating palace to the edge of the Universe searching for 'nothing' (aka : the nonregion beyond the end of the cosmos). There they hope to rescue one of their colleagues who left ages ago in search of precious, magic infused IOUN stones (and relieve him of this treasure, if possible). Some of the passages describing the journey came very close to the marvelous prose that first attracted me to Jack Vance:
Through clouds and constellations they moved, past bursting galaxies and meandering star-streams; through a region where the stars showed a peculiar soft violet and hung in clouds of pale green gas; across a desolation where nothing whatever was seen save a few far luminous clouds.
Then presently they came to a new region, where blazing white giants seemed to control whirlpools of pink, blue and white gas, and the magicians lined the balustrade looking out at the spectacle.
But every ship or floating castle eventually reaches harbour and the weary traveler must disembark, wave goodbye to his companions and go his own way. Morreion, the lost wizard, remarks at one time to his colleagues:
Before you came my life was placid; you have brought me doubt and wonder.
The same applies to me, and I know I will come back to sail once more with Jack Vance on the boundless oceans of his imagination.
January 15, 2023
Il sole è al termine della sua vita. Il mondo quasi deserto ha perduto ogni entusiasmo e sogno. A governare questo vecchio pianeta sono rimasti alcuni individui speciali.
Leggere Vance è sempre un salto nella meravigliosa immaginazione.
Le storie che racconta sono bizzarre, al limite della follia, decadenti e difficili da catalogare. E' infatti possibile accostarle al genere fantasy, alla fantascienza o più precisamente al weird, ed è indubbio fautore di quel senso di meraviglia che cerco come lettore e appassionato di fantasy in tutte le sue forme.
Rhialto il Meraviglioso è una raccolta di racconti, più o meno collegati tra loro, ambientati nella Terra Morente, un futuro remoto in cui l'umanità è quasi del tutto estinta e il nostro amato Sole è oramai alla sua ultima fase di vita, una gigante rossa. Qui alcuni Stregoni vivono in assurde magioni solitarie, immersi in studi e capricci frutto delle loro strane manie.
Folle e affascinante.
Leggere Vance è sempre un salto nella meravigliosa immaginazione.
Le storie che racconta sono bizzarre, al limite della follia, decadenti e difficili da catalogare. E' infatti possibile accostarle al genere fantasy, alla fantascienza o più precisamente al weird, ed è indubbio fautore di quel senso di meraviglia che cerco come lettore e appassionato di fantasy in tutte le sue forme.
Rhialto il Meraviglioso è una raccolta di racconti, più o meno collegati tra loro, ambientati nella Terra Morente, un futuro remoto in cui l'umanità è quasi del tutto estinta e il nostro amato Sole è oramai alla sua ultima fase di vita, una gigante rossa. Qui alcuni Stregoni vivono in assurde magioni solitarie, immersi in studi e capricci frutto delle loro strane manie.
Folle e affascinante.
April 5, 2023
And so things end on a bit of a wistful note, in a volume that kind of splits the difference between the original Mazirian the Magician: and the Cugel books. Again, as with Cugel, it's a collection of short stories about the same character (the eponymous Rhialto); in this case, it's three longish stories (one, "Fader's Waft", is long enough that it probably could've been published as a standalone back in the 1960s) and, unlike Cugel, there's no larger narrative connecting the stories.
Rhialto is one of a group of magicians living in the last aeon of Earth's existence. The magicians are all ... well, "eccentric" seems entirely too mild a term. In a lot of ways, they reminded me of the wizards of Pratchett's Unseen University, albeit slightly less ridiculous. Rhialto himself, although a bit of a popinjay, is probably the most normal. (He's also much less of a sociopathic scoundrel than Cugel, at least in what we're shown here.)
Interestingly, much of the book happens in places other than the Dying Earth proper -- in "Fader's Waft", Rhialto spends much of his time several aeons in the past, and in the final story, "Morreion", he and the other wizards end up traveling across space to the very edge of the universe. (To do so, they all gather in one wizard's palace, which he then causes to fly.)
As always, much of the joy is in Vance's prose -- slightly stilted and formal, the dialogue filled with circumlocution, and with not infrequent moments of true beauty:
Rhialto is one of a group of magicians living in the last aeon of Earth's existence. The magicians are all ... well, "eccentric" seems entirely too mild a term. In a lot of ways, they reminded me of the wizards of Pratchett's Unseen University, albeit slightly less ridiculous. Rhialto himself, although a bit of a popinjay, is probably the most normal. (He's also much less of a sociopathic scoundrel than Cugel, at least in what we're shown here.)
Interestingly, much of the book happens in places other than the Dying Earth proper -- in "Fader's Waft", Rhialto spends much of his time several aeons in the past, and in the final story, "Morreion", he and the other wizards end up traveling across space to the very edge of the universe. (To do so, they all gather in one wizard's palace, which he then causes to fly.)
As always, much of the joy is in Vance's prose -- slightly stilted and formal, the dialogue filled with circumlocution, and with not infrequent moments of true beauty:
Through clouds and constellations they moved, past bursting galaxies and meandering star-streams; through a region where the stars showed a peculiar soft violet and hung in clouds of pale green gas; across a desolation where nothing whatever was seen save a few far luminous clouds. Then presently they came to a new region, where blazing white giants seemed to control whirlpools of pink, blue and white gas, and the magicians lined the balustrade looking out at the spectacle.
November 9, 2009
4.0 to 4.5 stars. I have now finished reading all of the Dying Earth novels and can now say that this is one of the best series EVER WRITTEN. The world created by Jack Vance is as good as anything I have ever read and the possibility for storites set in this venue are limitless. I plan on reading Songs of the Dying Earth Stories in Honor of Jack Vance in the near future and can't wait to see what some of the genre's best writers do with this setting. HIGHEST POSSIBLE RECOMMENDATION!!!
July 25, 2011
Stories of the wizard Rhialto the Marvellous and his friensd who are also wizards in 21st Aeon of Dying Earth. I was worried Rhialto as a main character,the book would pale in comparison to the dominating force of Dying Earth series that is Cugel. Rhialto was so amoral in his ways, so arrogant grandee to rival Cugel that i enjoyed his stories in similar. His friends was comical at times that they would all talk pleasantly while in the next second they would use most terrible spells against each other to get more powerful than the others.
The last two stories was specially fun,imaginative. Im not keen on wizards,magic in any fantasy really but Vance managed to create a magical system that would make role-play fans thrill with every weird spell that was used in the stories.
Magic was mostly hinted at in the earlier parts of DE but in this collection there were much more use,more important to the story. This book is second only the two Cugel books and better written, better stories than the first Dying Earth book.
The last two stories was specially fun,imaginative. Im not keen on wizards,magic in any fantasy really but Vance managed to create a magical system that would make role-play fans thrill with every weird spell that was used in the stories.
Magic was mostly hinted at in the earlier parts of DE but in this collection there were much more use,more important to the story. This book is second only the two Cugel books and better written, better stories than the first Dying Earth book.
August 13, 2010
ORIGINALLY POSTED AT Fantasy Literature.
If you’re a fan of Jack Vance, of course you’ve read, or plan to read, Rhialto the Marvellous, last of the Dying Earth books. If you’ve not read any of Mr. Vance’s work, you can start here — it isn’t necessary to have read the previous installments.
Rhialto, who has earned the cognomen “Marvellous” (this has something to do with him being a bit of a dandy) is one of the last of Earth’s magicians, a small group of selfish and unscrupulous men who sometimes work together and sometimes oppose each other as it suits their individual inglorious purposes. The other magicians don’t care too much for Rhialto because he is aloof, popular with women, arrogant, and generally unflappable. Rhialto the Marvellous contains three stories which feature Rhialto working with and against his colleagues.
Rhialto is more passive than Cugel the Clever and not as dastardly, so he doesn’t drive the plot or leave a swath of destruction in his wake like Cugel does. Plus, he has to share the stage with several other strong personalities, making him not as vibrant as we’ve come to expect from Vance’s main characters.
Nonetheless, this novel is still chock full of the ludicrous circumstances and strange humor that Jack Vance fans love. The first story, “The Murthe,” introduces my favorite made-up Vance word: “ensqualm” — which means to turn a man into a woman. That story was hilarious as it seemed to poke fun of feminine behavior while actually ridiculing men. Arthur Morey, who narrates Brilliance Audio’s production and has become one of my favorite audiobook readers, is at top form here as he narrates Vermoulian’s dream (AXR-11 GG7, Volume Seven of the Index) in which Vermoulian meets a group of ensqualmed men and describes their behavior:
I found myself in a landscape of great charm, where I encountered a group of men, all cultured, artistic, and exquisitely refined of manner… ‘We dine upon nutritious nuts and seeds and ripe juicy fruit; we drink only the purest and most natural water from the springs. At night we sit around the campfire and sing merry little ballads. On special occasions we make a punch called opo, from pure fruits, natural honey, and sweet sessamy, and everyone is allowed a good sip… Ah, the women, whom we revere for their kindness, strength, wisdom and patience, as well as for the delicacy of their judgments!...’
He had me laughing out loud already, but when he read their answer to Vermoulian’s questions about how they procreate, I nearly spit my Starbucks onto the steering wheel. I went back and read this in my print copy — it was funny, yes, but Arthur Morey made it even better.
Rhialto the Marvellous is the last of Brilliance Audio’s Vance collection so far, and that makes me sad. I sincerely hope they’ll soon be adding more Vance titles to their catalog and that Arthur Morey will be reading them. If so, I promise that I’ll be reviewing them!
If you’re a fan of Jack Vance, of course you’ve read, or plan to read, Rhialto the Marvellous, last of the Dying Earth books. If you’ve not read any of Mr. Vance’s work, you can start here — it isn’t necessary to have read the previous installments.
Rhialto, who has earned the cognomen “Marvellous” (this has something to do with him being a bit of a dandy) is one of the last of Earth’s magicians, a small group of selfish and unscrupulous men who sometimes work together and sometimes oppose each other as it suits their individual inglorious purposes. The other magicians don’t care too much for Rhialto because he is aloof, popular with women, arrogant, and generally unflappable. Rhialto the Marvellous contains three stories which feature Rhialto working with and against his colleagues.
Rhialto is more passive than Cugel the Clever and not as dastardly, so he doesn’t drive the plot or leave a swath of destruction in his wake like Cugel does. Plus, he has to share the stage with several other strong personalities, making him not as vibrant as we’ve come to expect from Vance’s main characters.
Nonetheless, this novel is still chock full of the ludicrous circumstances and strange humor that Jack Vance fans love. The first story, “The Murthe,” introduces my favorite made-up Vance word: “ensqualm” — which means to turn a man into a woman. That story was hilarious as it seemed to poke fun of feminine behavior while actually ridiculing men. Arthur Morey, who narrates Brilliance Audio’s production and has become one of my favorite audiobook readers, is at top form here as he narrates Vermoulian’s dream (AXR-11 GG7, Volume Seven of the Index) in which Vermoulian meets a group of ensqualmed men and describes their behavior:
I found myself in a landscape of great charm, where I encountered a group of men, all cultured, artistic, and exquisitely refined of manner… ‘We dine upon nutritious nuts and seeds and ripe juicy fruit; we drink only the purest and most natural water from the springs. At night we sit around the campfire and sing merry little ballads. On special occasions we make a punch called opo, from pure fruits, natural honey, and sweet sessamy, and everyone is allowed a good sip… Ah, the women, whom we revere for their kindness, strength, wisdom and patience, as well as for the delicacy of their judgments!...’
He had me laughing out loud already, but when he read their answer to Vermoulian’s questions about how they procreate, I nearly spit my Starbucks onto the steering wheel. I went back and read this in my print copy — it was funny, yes, but Arthur Morey made it even better.
Rhialto the Marvellous is the last of Brilliance Audio’s Vance collection so far, and that makes me sad. I sincerely hope they’ll soon be adding more Vance titles to their catalog and that Arthur Morey will be reading them. If so, I promise that I’ll be reviewing them!
September 25, 2009
Stronger than The Dying Earth, but weaker than the Cugel novels. Rhialto the Marvelous is a fascinating character - one of Vance's many takes on the Maal Dweb-like Clark Ashton Smith class of sorcerers, and seemingly the only spell-caster in all of Amery with more than half a brain in his head. Given that the various run-ins with magicians were often some of the best parts of the Cugel books, it was a great deal of fun to be presented with an entire novel from the perspective of one of those officious, capricious pricks.
While I liked many things about this book, I found myself enjoying the dialogue most of all. Vance has a wonderful way with irony, subtle and not-so-subtle, and every single exchange between the magicians is a masterpiece of sarcasm, braggadocio and cowardly pussy-footing. I have always had a weakness for the deadpan comedy of manners, and I'm glad to see my fondness shared by a writer of such ability. Unfortunately, at the same time these exchanges between the magicians do become somewhat repetitious - the novel is divided into three sections, each following roughly the same structure, and after three hundred pages of barbed tongues and bickering over IOUN stones I started to get a little bit weary of it. And that's why I'm giving it three stars (well, that and the fact that if I were to give every book I liked four stars, and every book that I loved five stars, I would very soon run out of places to put the occasional masterpiece - although I would have a great deal more shelf-room for the storage of my disappointments).
Well, the Tales of the Dying Earth were an absolute joy to read. I can only pray that I have not yet crested the pinnacle of Vance.
While I liked many things about this book, I found myself enjoying the dialogue most of all. Vance has a wonderful way with irony, subtle and not-so-subtle, and every single exchange between the magicians is a masterpiece of sarcasm, braggadocio and cowardly pussy-footing. I have always had a weakness for the deadpan comedy of manners, and I'm glad to see my fondness shared by a writer of such ability. Unfortunately, at the same time these exchanges between the magicians do become somewhat repetitious - the novel is divided into three sections, each following roughly the same structure, and after three hundred pages of barbed tongues and bickering over IOUN stones I started to get a little bit weary of it. And that's why I'm giving it three stars (well, that and the fact that if I were to give every book I liked four stars, and every book that I loved five stars, I would very soon run out of places to put the occasional masterpiece - although I would have a great deal more shelf-room for the storage of my disappointments).
Well, the Tales of the Dying Earth were an absolute joy to read. I can only pray that I have not yet crested the pinnacle of Vance.
October 4, 2017
At the sight of Rhialto and Osherl, certain of the men called out in pleasure, and taking up long-handled nets advanced upon the two with sinister purpose.
Rhialto called out: " Stand back! We are magicians! Your first sneer of menace will bring down a spell of great distress; be warned!"
The men refused to heed and raised high their nets. Rhialto made a sign to Osherl. The nets folded over backwards to enclose and clench into tight balls those who had thought use them. Osherl jerked his thumb to whisk these balls way, into the northern sky, through the overcast and out of sight.
Rhialto looked around the group and spoke to a flat-faced woman: "Who is the chieftain of this repulsive group?"
The woman pointed. "There is Doulka who is butcher and trundleman. We need no chieftain; such folk eat more than their share."
A big-bellied old man with gray wattles sidled a few steps forward. He spoke in a wheedling nasal voice: "Must your disgust be so blatant? True: we are anthropophages. True: we put strangers to succulent use. Is this truly good cause for hostility? The world is as it is and each of us must hope in some fashion to be of service to his fellows, even if only in the form of a soup."
"Our talents lie elsewhere," said Rhialto. "If I see any more nets, you will be first to fly the sky."
"No fear, now that we know your preferences," declared Doulka. "What are your needs? Are you hungry?"
"We are curious in regard to Luid Shug, which at this time should be awakening to the Age of Gold. Instead we find only rubble, slime, and the stink from your village. Why have events gone in this unhappy fashion?"
Doulka had recovered his confidence and blinked at his visitors with torpid complacence. Idly, as if through the force of habit, he began to twist and interweave his fingers with a dexterity which Rhialto found interesting, even fascinating. He spoke in a droning nasal monotone: "The mystery surrounding the ruins is more than real." As Doulka spoke, he wove his fingers slowly back and forth. "Centuries passed by, one upon the other, and the gods stood steadfast, by day and by night. At last they succumbed to the grind of the wind and rain. They became dust and their power was gone."
Doulka worked his fingers in and out. "The land was empty and the ruins lay quiet. The 'Paragons' slept their long sleep in alabaster eggs. Youths and maidens of prime quality ripened out of their silken couches, unknown to all!"
Doulka's fingers created odd patterns. Rhialto began to feel a pleasant lassitude, which he ascribed to his efforts of the day.
"My dear fellow, I see that you are weary!" said Doulka. "I reproach myself!" Three ceremonial chairs of woven withe were brought out, their backs carved to represent contorted human faces.
"Sit," said Doulka in a soothing voice. "Rest yourself."
Doulka ponderously placed his own fat buttocks upon the creaking withe of a chair. Rhialto also seated himself, to ease his tired limbs. He turned to Osherl and spoke in the language of the 21st Aeon: "What is this sly old devil doing to me, that I feel such torpor?"
Osherl responded in an offhand manner: "He commands four sandestins of an inferior sort: the type we call 'madlings.' They are building patterns of lassitude in and out of your eyes, which are now somewhat skewed. Doulka has already given orders to prepare for a feast."
Rhialto spoke indignantly: "Why did you not prevent this trickery? Where is your loyalty?"
Osherl merely coughed in discomfiture.
Rhialto told Osherl: "Order the madlings to pull Doulka's nose out to a length of two feet, to impose an ulcerous cyst at the tip, and also a large painful carbuncle on each buttock."
"As you wish."
The work was done to his satisfaction. "Now," he told Osherl, "and this should go without saying, order the madlings to desist from all further nuisances upon my person."
"Yes, true. We would not want Doulka to retaliate in kind."
"Then you will accord the madlings their freedom, and send them on their way, with instructions never again to serve Doulka."
"A generous thought!" declared Osherl. "Does the same instruction apply to me?"
"Osherl, do not distract me. I must question Doulka, despite his new preoccupations."
4 stars
Rhialto called out: " Stand back! We are magicians! Your first sneer of menace will bring down a spell of great distress; be warned!"
The men refused to heed and raised high their nets. Rhialto made a sign to Osherl. The nets folded over backwards to enclose and clench into tight balls those who had thought use them. Osherl jerked his thumb to whisk these balls way, into the northern sky, through the overcast and out of sight.
Rhialto looked around the group and spoke to a flat-faced woman: "Who is the chieftain of this repulsive group?"
The woman pointed. "There is Doulka who is butcher and trundleman. We need no chieftain; such folk eat more than their share."
A big-bellied old man with gray wattles sidled a few steps forward. He spoke in a wheedling nasal voice: "Must your disgust be so blatant? True: we are anthropophages. True: we put strangers to succulent use. Is this truly good cause for hostility? The world is as it is and each of us must hope in some fashion to be of service to his fellows, even if only in the form of a soup."
"Our talents lie elsewhere," said Rhialto. "If I see any more nets, you will be first to fly the sky."
"No fear, now that we know your preferences," declared Doulka. "What are your needs? Are you hungry?"
"We are curious in regard to Luid Shug, which at this time should be awakening to the Age of Gold. Instead we find only rubble, slime, and the stink from your village. Why have events gone in this unhappy fashion?"
Doulka had recovered his confidence and blinked at his visitors with torpid complacence. Idly, as if through the force of habit, he began to twist and interweave his fingers with a dexterity which Rhialto found interesting, even fascinating. He spoke in a droning nasal monotone: "The mystery surrounding the ruins is more than real." As Doulka spoke, he wove his fingers slowly back and forth. "Centuries passed by, one upon the other, and the gods stood steadfast, by day and by night. At last they succumbed to the grind of the wind and rain. They became dust and their power was gone."
Doulka worked his fingers in and out. "The land was empty and the ruins lay quiet. The 'Paragons' slept their long sleep in alabaster eggs. Youths and maidens of prime quality ripened out of their silken couches, unknown to all!"
Doulka's fingers created odd patterns. Rhialto began to feel a pleasant lassitude, which he ascribed to his efforts of the day.
"My dear fellow, I see that you are weary!" said Doulka. "I reproach myself!" Three ceremonial chairs of woven withe were brought out, their backs carved to represent contorted human faces.
"Sit," said Doulka in a soothing voice. "Rest yourself."
Doulka ponderously placed his own fat buttocks upon the creaking withe of a chair. Rhialto also seated himself, to ease his tired limbs. He turned to Osherl and spoke in the language of the 21st Aeon: "What is this sly old devil doing to me, that I feel such torpor?"
Osherl responded in an offhand manner: "He commands four sandestins of an inferior sort: the type we call 'madlings.' They are building patterns of lassitude in and out of your eyes, which are now somewhat skewed. Doulka has already given orders to prepare for a feast."
Rhialto spoke indignantly: "Why did you not prevent this trickery? Where is your loyalty?"
Osherl merely coughed in discomfiture.
Rhialto told Osherl: "Order the madlings to pull Doulka's nose out to a length of two feet, to impose an ulcerous cyst at the tip, and also a large painful carbuncle on each buttock."
"As you wish."
The work was done to his satisfaction. "Now," he told Osherl, "and this should go without saying, order the madlings to desist from all further nuisances upon my person."
"Yes, true. We would not want Doulka to retaliate in kind."
"Then you will accord the madlings their freedom, and send them on their way, with instructions never again to serve Doulka."
"A generous thought!" declared Osherl. "Does the same instruction apply to me?"
"Osherl, do not distract me. I must question Doulka, despite his new preoccupations."
4 stars
February 7, 2017
Storyline: 2/5
Characters: 2/5
Writing Style: 4/5
World: 2/5
The Dying Earth's charm wore thin here. Vance is still Vance - capable of witticisms aplenty and delightful absurdity - but Rhialto is no Cugel, and these three novellas could not sustain the flair of the episodic tellings elsewhere in the series.
Rhialto's replacement of Cugel should have been a welcome change for me. I was always a little uncomfortable with the latter's depravity, and I was eager to meet another Vance creation whom I might be able to identify. Rhialto is unremarkable, however, and largely forgettable. His blandness, in fact, demonstrates just how much the earlier Dying Earth stories were carried by the suspense of waiting for the next Cugel shenanigan.
Because of my disinterest in short stories, the three longer-length tales here should also have proved an improvement. The first two tales in this collection, Murthe and Fader's Waft, did indeed begin with the same ingenious madcap that marked The Eyes of the Overworld and Cugel's Saga. Both carried with them more than a hint of fable, but the middle and conclusion of the novellas lacked any sort of ironic moral statement or farcical appeal. Vance was much better with the short, segmented format in numbers two and three of the series.
If I had read this as my introduction to Jack Vance, I doubt I would have followed up on the rest of the series. Because I did read all the other Dying Earth works, however, Rhialto the Marvelous was always tinctured with the colors and ambience of the previous works. Most of the magic here was probably leftover goodwill from the early volumes.
Characters: 2/5
Writing Style: 4/5
World: 2/5
The Dying Earth's charm wore thin here. Vance is still Vance - capable of witticisms aplenty and delightful absurdity - but Rhialto is no Cugel, and these three novellas could not sustain the flair of the episodic tellings elsewhere in the series.
Rhialto's replacement of Cugel should have been a welcome change for me. I was always a little uncomfortable with the latter's depravity, and I was eager to meet another Vance creation whom I might be able to identify. Rhialto is unremarkable, however, and largely forgettable. His blandness, in fact, demonstrates just how much the earlier Dying Earth stories were carried by the suspense of waiting for the next Cugel shenanigan.
Because of my disinterest in short stories, the three longer-length tales here should also have proved an improvement. The first two tales in this collection, Murthe and Fader's Waft, did indeed begin with the same ingenious madcap that marked The Eyes of the Overworld and Cugel's Saga. Both carried with them more than a hint of fable, but the middle and conclusion of the novellas lacked any sort of ironic moral statement or farcical appeal. Vance was much better with the short, segmented format in numbers two and three of the series.
If I had read this as my introduction to Jack Vance, I doubt I would have followed up on the rest of the series. Because I did read all the other Dying Earth works, however, Rhialto the Marvelous was always tinctured with the colors and ambience of the previous works. Most of the magic here was probably leftover goodwill from the early volumes.
February 20, 2015
Rhialto the Marvellous (1984) is the final book in Jack Vance’s Tales of the Dying Earth. The book consists of three stories, “The Murthe”, “Fader’s Waft”, and “Morreion”, so in structure it is more like the loosely connected stories of The Dying Earth (1950).
This time around Cugel the Clever is not featured. Instead, we are introduced to the magician Rhialto (the Marvellous), a resourceful, clever, and somewhat vain and flamboyant member of a conclave of loosly-allied magicians in Ascolais and Almery in the 21st Aeon. Overall, I’d rate this as the weakest of the four parts of Tales of the Dying Earth, but still worth reading if you enjoy the wild imagination, high language, and deadpan humor of Jack Vance’s baroque tales set in the far-future dying earth.
“Morreion”, the last story, is by far the best. It chronicles the journey of Rhialto and his fellow magicians to the edge of the universe to find a missing colleague who sought the source of the much-coveted IOUN stones (which are used in D&D, apparently). This story is filled with humor, wonder, high language, and the colorful imagination Vance is famous for. It could easily have been included in the original Dying Earth book.
“The Murthe” is a very short and humorous story of the havoc that is wreaked by a powerful magic-user from the past, who starts to convert the magicians in Rhialto’s conclave into women without them realizing it through a process of “ensqualmation”. Their antics as they become more feminine are quite amusing, and her power is not easily vanquished.
“Fader’s Waft” is the longest story, and unfortunately the weakest in my opinion. In this story Rhialto is the center of various schemes by his fellow wizards to defame his character and seize his magical possesions. In order to determine guilt or innocence he must travel back in time to retrieve the Percifex, a codex of the Blue Principles that the magicians must abide by. Although some of the situations are fun to read about, overall it gets fairly tedious at times and doesn’t measure up to Cugel’s stories.
This time around Cugel the Clever is not featured. Instead, we are introduced to the magician Rhialto (the Marvellous), a resourceful, clever, and somewhat vain and flamboyant member of a conclave of loosly-allied magicians in Ascolais and Almery in the 21st Aeon. Overall, I’d rate this as the weakest of the four parts of Tales of the Dying Earth, but still worth reading if you enjoy the wild imagination, high language, and deadpan humor of Jack Vance’s baroque tales set in the far-future dying earth.
“Morreion”, the last story, is by far the best. It chronicles the journey of Rhialto and his fellow magicians to the edge of the universe to find a missing colleague who sought the source of the much-coveted IOUN stones (which are used in D&D, apparently). This story is filled with humor, wonder, high language, and the colorful imagination Vance is famous for. It could easily have been included in the original Dying Earth book.
“The Murthe” is a very short and humorous story of the havoc that is wreaked by a powerful magic-user from the past, who starts to convert the magicians in Rhialto’s conclave into women without them realizing it through a process of “ensqualmation”. Their antics as they become more feminine are quite amusing, and her power is not easily vanquished.
“Fader’s Waft” is the longest story, and unfortunately the weakest in my opinion. In this story Rhialto is the center of various schemes by his fellow wizards to defame his character and seize his magical possesions. In order to determine guilt or innocence he must travel back in time to retrieve the Percifex, a codex of the Blue Principles that the magicians must abide by. Although some of the situations are fun to read about, overall it gets fairly tedious at times and doesn’t measure up to Cugel’s stories.
February 26, 2019
Rhialto does not quite measure up to Cugel, the ultimate dirty rotten scoundrel of the previous Dying Earth stories. Still, this is quite excellent storytelling, with ridiculous scheming and time travel shenanigans among a group of bickering wizards. I am still amazed that Vance picked up this series after so many years and was able to so deftly craft more wonderful Dying Earth tales, with the same feel and creative inventiveness as the original stories. Recommended for Vance / Dying Earth fans.
March 4, 2023
First and second reading in Brilliance audio
Third reading in VIE
Third reading in VIE
May 28, 2024
Rhialto the Marvellous-Jack Vance novel
AKA: “Tales of the Dying Earth, Book IV”
Rhialto the Marvellous is the fourth and last novel in Vance’s Tales of the Dying Earth series. It was first published in 1984 and can be read as a stand alone novel. My copy is 158 pages. It consists of a foreward and three stories, each involving Rhialto a magician or sorcerer. These stories are: The Murthe, Fader's Waft and Morreion. The first two stories were written for the novel. The last story, Morreion, was previously published as a novella in the 1973 Flashing Swords!
1. The Murthe
2. Fader’s Waft
3. Morreion (First published in April 1973 as a novella in the anthology Flashing Swords! #1)
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Foreward: Rhilato the Marvellous begins with a four page forward that informs us that "these are tales of the 21st Aeon, when Earth is old and the sun is about to go out. In Ascolais and Almery, lands to the west of the Falling Wall, live a groups of magicians who have formed an association the better to protect their interests." Twenty four magicians are then listed with a brief description of most. Magic is described as a practical science or craft where effectiveness is most important and understanding is of lesser value. Spells are simply commands the magician makes to impel an entity to perform a duty. "These entities are not necessarily intelligent, nor even sentient and their conduct, from the tyro's point of view, is unpredictable, capricious and dangerous." The entities range from frail elements to very powerful creatures called sandestins. "More fractious entities are known by the Temuchin as daihak, which include demons and gods. A magician's power derives from the abilities of the entities he is able to control." But the current magicians pale in comparison to the powerful magicians of the past. "The magicians of the 21st Aeon were, in comparison, a disparate and uncertain group, lacking both grandeur and consistency."
1. The Murthe is the first story. It is 23 pages long and begins with the introduction of our main character, a magician called “Rhialto the Magnificent.” Rhialto is at home and decides to take a walk in the forest with Malfezar's Woe, his magical baton. Soon he faintly hears strange music and then finds a pond and notices a woman's reflection in it. When he looks up, however, there is no woman corresponding to the reflection in the water. He asks the reflection if it called him there but receives no response except a cool smile from the woman's reflection. As he bows courteously to leave something shoves him into the pond. The reflection of the woman disappears, and he climbs out of the water and returns home. But Rhilato soon begins feeling feverish and has a ringing in his ears. He later learns that a spell had been cast on him but he learns how to undo the spell.
Rhialto consults with is good friend Ildefonse about the strange incident at the pond. While talking they encounter a man named Lehuster the Benefer who claims to be from the past and says he is in pursuit of the White Witch Llorio also known as the Murthe. The Murthe is a powerful witch who has fled into the future to the 21st Aeon where she hopes to rise again in power and avoid detection by a powerful magician who defeated and exiled her from the past. He warns Rhialto and Ildefonse that the Murthe will try to put a spell on them called “ensqualmation” and this will turn them into women who are aligned with the Murthe. When the victim becomes a woman, “An early mannerism is the habit of darting the tongue rapidly in and out of the mouth."
Rhialto, Ildefonse and another magician, Lehuster, eventually find themselves pitted against the powerful Murthe while the other magicians have darting tongues and refuse to assist. The story continues with the introduction of magical IOUN stones and the creation of replicate Calanctus, the magician from the past who defeated the Murthe. It is an interesting and amusing tale.
2. Fader's Waft is the second story and it is 91 pages long. Here Rhialto's best friend Ildefonse is proclaimed the new “Preceptor” of the magicians and is granted many powers over the other magicians. One of the other magicians named Hache-Moncour becomes jealous and angry toward Rhialto and begins instigating situations where Rhilato seems to be offending or causing harm to the other magicians. Soon all of the magicians except Ildefonse are upset with Rhialto, and Hache-Moncour prompts them to act against Rhilato while he is away by invading his home and stealing all of his items of magic. When Rhialto returns they accuse him of violating the Blue Principles, the code or law that governs the behavior of magicians. But Rhialto claims the codes they are citing are not in the original Principles. He also claims that they are the ones who have violated the Blue Principle, not he. Neither allegation can be proven because Rhialto’s copy of the Principles were badly damaged by the other magicians and nobody else has a copy. They agree to visit the place where the Blue Principles are kept so they can verify if Rhilato is guilty of violating the code or if he is correct in maintaining that the other magicians are the ones who have violated the Principles. The original Blue Principles are contained within a wine barrel sized egg like container called the Perciplex that is kept at Fader's Waft. Unfortunately when they arrive at Fader's Waft they find that the original Blue Principles has been replaced by a forgery.
Most of the story involves Rhialto's attempt to recover the original Principles by going back in time. His adventures are detailed, intricate, fascinating and often humorous. Here we see sandestins at work and how magicians have a difficult task commanding these creatures to do their work. Sandestins sometimes obey the letter of the command without complying with the spirit or intent of the command. They also frequently attempt to bargain to their own advantage to reduce the time of their indenture. Some readers might find Fader's Waft to be overly complex and detailed, but I thought the story was fascinating and ripe with interesting details and imaginative creations.
3.Morreion is the third and final story and is 40 pages long. It was first published in 1973 as a novella in the anthology Flashing Swords! #1 which had both hardcover and paperback issues. In 1979 Underwood-Miller offered a limited edition hardcover publication that was limited to 1200 copies with 200 of them being signed and numbered. In 1984 Morreion was issued as chapter 3 of the novel Rhialto the Marvellous.
Rhilato and a group of other magicians decide embark on a journey to the end of the universe to locate another magician named Morreion who went on a trip many years ago seeking the origin of magical IOUN stones. Morreion had never returned. The magicians pretend to be mostly concerned about the welfare and whereabouts of Morreion but are actually more interested in obtaining more IOUN stones. It is a humorous journey with the odd, eccentric and often verbose magicians traveling on "Vermoulian's wonderful peregrine palace," an ornate, glittering ship that takes them to the edge of the universe. The flying palace has loggias, formal gardens, an entrance pavilion with three acres with a marble balustrade and a center fountain with a hundred jets of water.. "Vermoulian's guests occupied suites in the wings; under the central spire where the various salons, the morning and afternoon rooms, the library, the music chamber , the formal dining room and the lounge." While aboard this flying palace the magicians engage in such odd dialog as, "Enough of this intolerable inanity! I propose that such loquacity passes beyond the scope of nuisance and over the verge of turpitude." It reminded me somewhat of Terry Pratchett's bumbling wizards and was light and humorous to read. Morreion is my favorite of the three stories in this novel.
Rhialto the Marvellous does not reach the truly "marvelous" heights of Cugel the Clever/The Eyes of the Overworld or Cugel: the Skybreak Spatterlight/Cugel's Saga and is a notch below Mazirian the Magician/The Dying Earth. Vance fans will probably still want to read it. I've read the novel three times so far and rate it a 4 “Really liked it.”
AKA: “Tales of the Dying Earth, Book IV”
Rhialto the Marvellous is the fourth and last novel in Vance’s Tales of the Dying Earth series. It was first published in 1984 and can be read as a stand alone novel. My copy is 158 pages. It consists of a foreward and three stories, each involving Rhialto a magician or sorcerer. These stories are: The Murthe, Fader's Waft and Morreion. The first two stories were written for the novel. The last story, Morreion, was previously published as a novella in the 1973 Flashing Swords!
1. The Murthe
2. Fader’s Waft
3. Morreion (First published in April 1973 as a novella in the anthology Flashing Swords! #1)
For the most recent review and other Vance reviews please see:
https://vancealotjackvanceinreview.bl...
Foreward: Rhilato the Marvellous begins with a four page forward that informs us that "these are tales of the 21st Aeon, when Earth is old and the sun is about to go out. In Ascolais and Almery, lands to the west of the Falling Wall, live a groups of magicians who have formed an association the better to protect their interests." Twenty four magicians are then listed with a brief description of most. Magic is described as a practical science or craft where effectiveness is most important and understanding is of lesser value. Spells are simply commands the magician makes to impel an entity to perform a duty. "These entities are not necessarily intelligent, nor even sentient and their conduct, from the tyro's point of view, is unpredictable, capricious and dangerous." The entities range from frail elements to very powerful creatures called sandestins. "More fractious entities are known by the Temuchin as daihak, which include demons and gods. A magician's power derives from the abilities of the entities he is able to control." But the current magicians pale in comparison to the powerful magicians of the past. "The magicians of the 21st Aeon were, in comparison, a disparate and uncertain group, lacking both grandeur and consistency."
1. The Murthe is the first story. It is 23 pages long and begins with the introduction of our main character, a magician called “Rhialto the Magnificent.” Rhialto is at home and decides to take a walk in the forest with Malfezar's Woe, his magical baton. Soon he faintly hears strange music and then finds a pond and notices a woman's reflection in it. When he looks up, however, there is no woman corresponding to the reflection in the water. He asks the reflection if it called him there but receives no response except a cool smile from the woman's reflection. As he bows courteously to leave something shoves him into the pond. The reflection of the woman disappears, and he climbs out of the water and returns home. But Rhilato soon begins feeling feverish and has a ringing in his ears. He later learns that a spell had been cast on him but he learns how to undo the spell.
Rhialto consults with is good friend Ildefonse about the strange incident at the pond. While talking they encounter a man named Lehuster the Benefer who claims to be from the past and says he is in pursuit of the White Witch Llorio also known as the Murthe. The Murthe is a powerful witch who has fled into the future to the 21st Aeon where she hopes to rise again in power and avoid detection by a powerful magician who defeated and exiled her from the past. He warns Rhialto and Ildefonse that the Murthe will try to put a spell on them called “ensqualmation” and this will turn them into women who are aligned with the Murthe. When the victim becomes a woman, “An early mannerism is the habit of darting the tongue rapidly in and out of the mouth."
Rhialto, Ildefonse and another magician, Lehuster, eventually find themselves pitted against the powerful Murthe while the other magicians have darting tongues and refuse to assist. The story continues with the introduction of magical IOUN stones and the creation of replicate Calanctus, the magician from the past who defeated the Murthe. It is an interesting and amusing tale.
2. Fader's Waft is the second story and it is 91 pages long. Here Rhialto's best friend Ildefonse is proclaimed the new “Preceptor” of the magicians and is granted many powers over the other magicians. One of the other magicians named Hache-Moncour becomes jealous and angry toward Rhialto and begins instigating situations where Rhilato seems to be offending or causing harm to the other magicians. Soon all of the magicians except Ildefonse are upset with Rhialto, and Hache-Moncour prompts them to act against Rhilato while he is away by invading his home and stealing all of his items of magic. When Rhialto returns they accuse him of violating the Blue Principles, the code or law that governs the behavior of magicians. But Rhialto claims the codes they are citing are not in the original Principles. He also claims that they are the ones who have violated the Blue Principle, not he. Neither allegation can be proven because Rhialto’s copy of the Principles were badly damaged by the other magicians and nobody else has a copy. They agree to visit the place where the Blue Principles are kept so they can verify if Rhilato is guilty of violating the code or if he is correct in maintaining that the other magicians are the ones who have violated the Principles. The original Blue Principles are contained within a wine barrel sized egg like container called the Perciplex that is kept at Fader's Waft. Unfortunately when they arrive at Fader's Waft they find that the original Blue Principles has been replaced by a forgery.
Most of the story involves Rhialto's attempt to recover the original Principles by going back in time. His adventures are detailed, intricate, fascinating and often humorous. Here we see sandestins at work and how magicians have a difficult task commanding these creatures to do their work. Sandestins sometimes obey the letter of the command without complying with the spirit or intent of the command. They also frequently attempt to bargain to their own advantage to reduce the time of their indenture. Some readers might find Fader's Waft to be overly complex and detailed, but I thought the story was fascinating and ripe with interesting details and imaginative creations.
3.Morreion is the third and final story and is 40 pages long. It was first published in 1973 as a novella in the anthology Flashing Swords! #1 which had both hardcover and paperback issues. In 1979 Underwood-Miller offered a limited edition hardcover publication that was limited to 1200 copies with 200 of them being signed and numbered. In 1984 Morreion was issued as chapter 3 of the novel Rhialto the Marvellous.
Rhilato and a group of other magicians decide embark on a journey to the end of the universe to locate another magician named Morreion who went on a trip many years ago seeking the origin of magical IOUN stones. Morreion had never returned. The magicians pretend to be mostly concerned about the welfare and whereabouts of Morreion but are actually more interested in obtaining more IOUN stones. It is a humorous journey with the odd, eccentric and often verbose magicians traveling on "Vermoulian's wonderful peregrine palace," an ornate, glittering ship that takes them to the edge of the universe. The flying palace has loggias, formal gardens, an entrance pavilion with three acres with a marble balustrade and a center fountain with a hundred jets of water.. "Vermoulian's guests occupied suites in the wings; under the central spire where the various salons, the morning and afternoon rooms, the library, the music chamber , the formal dining room and the lounge." While aboard this flying palace the magicians engage in such odd dialog as, "Enough of this intolerable inanity! I propose that such loquacity passes beyond the scope of nuisance and over the verge of turpitude." It reminded me somewhat of Terry Pratchett's bumbling wizards and was light and humorous to read. Morreion is my favorite of the three stories in this novel.
Rhialto the Marvellous does not reach the truly "marvelous" heights of Cugel the Clever/The Eyes of the Overworld or Cugel: the Skybreak Spatterlight/Cugel's Saga and is a notch below Mazirian the Magician/The Dying Earth. Vance fans will probably still want to read it. I've read the novel three times so far and rate it a 4 “Really liked it.”
June 1, 2018
The fourth installment in the Dying Earth series is a collection of three stories (Morreion: A Tale Of The Dying Earth was previously published in the collection Flashing Swords! #1) featuring the magician Rhialto and his peers. Set millions of years in the future as the sun is near the end of its life, Vance follows his morally ambivalent characters through a series of sometimes comical misadventures. Not as strong as The Eyes of the Overworld or Cugel's Saga but still worth reading for fans of the series.
September 16, 2016
What completely weird little book.
This was our latest sci-fi book club selection, chosen because one of our members was actually friends with Jack Vance. Who'd have thought?
I warmed to this book more and more as I read it. The first story was my least favorite, but whether this is because it's the weakest or because I hadn't yet gotten my bearings, I'm not sure. The second story felt interminable, but once I came to terms with the fact that the interminability was deliberate and meant to be charming and even funny, I was totally on board. The final story flew by and was all kinds of fun.
My problem to begin with was one of perspective. I thought I was getting into some gnarly, weird old fantasy. And, to a certain extent I still think was. What it took me a while to realize, though, is that this gnarly old fantasy is surprisingly self-aware and subtle. Every other sentence is esoteric and obtuse, but as far as I can tell there's nothing behind it. This is a book about some absolute weirdos doing some inscrutable stuff to solve mostly superficial problems, and as soon as you embrace that fact this book becomes the funniest thing in the world.
The poor sandestins were a particular favorite in the club, particularly because they're so inscrutable to the magicians. They completely have their own thing going on, and while somehow the magicians have managed to enslave them, communication and cooperation with them is convoluted at best. This is perfectly demonstrated by Osherl who at one point was, "by reason of some obscure whim, wearing a fox's mask."
This book was just so charming and weird, and the more I think about it the more impressed I am. I'm sorry that I misjudged it.
This was our latest sci-fi book club selection, chosen because one of our members was actually friends with Jack Vance. Who'd have thought?
I warmed to this book more and more as I read it. The first story was my least favorite, but whether this is because it's the weakest or because I hadn't yet gotten my bearings, I'm not sure. The second story felt interminable, but once I came to terms with the fact that the interminability was deliberate and meant to be charming and even funny, I was totally on board. The final story flew by and was all kinds of fun.
My problem to begin with was one of perspective. I thought I was getting into some gnarly, weird old fantasy. And, to a certain extent I still think was. What it took me a while to realize, though, is that this gnarly old fantasy is surprisingly self-aware and subtle. Every other sentence is esoteric and obtuse, but as far as I can tell there's nothing behind it. This is a book about some absolute weirdos doing some inscrutable stuff to solve mostly superficial problems, and as soon as you embrace that fact this book becomes the funniest thing in the world.
The poor sandestins were a particular favorite in the club, particularly because they're so inscrutable to the magicians. They completely have their own thing going on, and while somehow the magicians have managed to enslave them, communication and cooperation with them is convoluted at best. This is perfectly demonstrated by Osherl who at one point was, "by reason of some obscure whim, wearing a fox's mask."
This book was just so charming and weird, and the more I think about it the more impressed I am. I'm sorry that I misjudged it.
August 4, 2014
-Fin de la serie.-
Género. Ciencia-Ficción.
Lo que nos cuenta. En el vigésimo tercer eón y al Oeste del Muro desmoronado, viven unos magos que se han asociado para proteger sus intereses. Uno de ellos, Rhialto, está teniendo una época inquieta, cree que la Murthe está rondando su domicilio y trata de mantener el orden entre las actividades de sus vecinos magos. Cuarto y último volumen de la tetralogía La Saga de la Tierra Moribunda.
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Género. Ciencia-Ficción.
Lo que nos cuenta. En el vigésimo tercer eón y al Oeste del Muro desmoronado, viven unos magos que se han asociado para proteger sus intereses. Uno de ellos, Rhialto, está teniendo una época inquieta, cree que la Murthe está rondando su domicilio y trata de mantener el orden entre las actividades de sus vecinos magos. Cuarto y último volumen de la tetralogía La Saga de la Tierra Moribunda.
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September 1, 2015
I miss Cugel.
May 5, 2024
The last of the Vance's Dying Earth, this feels like a collection of three stories, none of them strong. All three touch on IOUN stones, with the third fully detailing them. Interesting history, not the best narrative.
The title character was described as "the wisest and most sympathetic of all of Vance’s wizards" and I'm not sure I agree. The most apt comparison is to Cugel the Clever, the star of two books. Rhialto wasn't as clever or despicable as portrayed, and yet his fellows (one especially) really had a bone to pick with him. The underlying theme is that they are jealous - he is better looking, more accomplished, etc. - but the author doesn't do much to prove that point.
I've played D&D for decades and the details of the stones here is really interesting stuff. I won't go into details, though the folks at Goodman Games have in their Dying Earth RPG. Would be fun to use some of that material in my home game!
Overall rating, 3 stars - glad I read it, will mine parts for the history. Similar rating and comments for the entire series, even though I rated the earlier books 4 star (really liked). The final here is a bit of a letdown.
The title character was described as "the wisest and most sympathetic of all of Vance’s wizards" and I'm not sure I agree. The most apt comparison is to Cugel the Clever, the star of two books. Rhialto wasn't as clever or despicable as portrayed, and yet his fellows (one especially) really had a bone to pick with him. The underlying theme is that they are jealous - he is better looking, more accomplished, etc. - but the author doesn't do much to prove that point.
I've played D&D for decades and the details of the stones here is really interesting stuff. I won't go into details, though the folks at Goodman Games have in their Dying Earth RPG. Would be fun to use some of that material in my home game!
Overall rating, 3 stars - glad I read it, will mine parts for the history. Similar rating and comments for the entire series, even though I rated the earlier books 4 star (really liked). The final here is a bit of a letdown.
February 9, 2011
Apparently I missed something because everyone else loves this book. I hated it. What a pretentious piece of garbage. And nothing happens. Dumb, dumb, dumb.
February 22, 2011
Word candy. All of Vance's book have delicious syntax but for some reason this is my all time favorite.
December 11, 2020
The first two Novellas, The Murthe and Fader's Waf are excellent. The last one is weaker although it has some Jim Starlin crazy-like space travel and Rhialto is the man.
June 5, 2020
Man, wizards are truly the worst
April 9, 2021
An unfortunate close to the wild and colorful Dying Earth saga, Rhialto the Marvellous is nowhere near as interesting as the previous books in the series. For completionists only.
August 3, 2022
Phialto the Marvellous is the finale of The Dying Earth series, it differs to previous two books which are stories about Cugel's stories. Magicians are essentials to the stories. and each stories of course are related to Phialto, one of the powerful wizards still existed. Therefore, more about sorcery and magic
were wielded by the magicians. I know The Dying Earth's magic is very influential to fantasy genres especially directly affect on D&D magic system. Read this book, find out some familiar rules of magic system in D&D testify the original model of D&D magics. Some names of magics are completely plagiarized from Rhialto the Marvellous.
The writing style is still flowery as Vence's stylish of writings, I almost can't believe that I still need to look up for vocabularies even though I've read 3 books by the writer before!
The story is still fun, like previous two books with more magic casts. without the foreword of magician's names on first page, I would initially lose tract of the characters. Even they all have different personalities and tendencies, their conversations are often whimsical and humoristic so that I quite enjoyed their dialogues. Overall, a fun read without being too serious to spoil the reading experience.
were wielded by the magicians. I know The Dying Earth's magic is very influential to fantasy genres especially directly affect on D&D magic system. Read this book, find out some familiar rules of magic system in D&D testify the original model of D&D magics. Some names of magics are completely plagiarized from Rhialto the Marvellous.
The writing style is still flowery as Vence's stylish of writings, I almost can't believe that I still need to look up for vocabularies even though I've read 3 books by the writer before!
The story is still fun, like previous two books with more magic casts. without the foreword of magician's names on first page, I would initially lose tract of the characters. Even they all have different personalities and tendencies, their conversations are often whimsical and humoristic so that I quite enjoyed their dialogues. Overall, a fun read without being too serious to spoil the reading experience.
June 21, 2025
L'ultimo capitolo del ciclo della Terra Morente è stato una delusione sotto molti punti di vista. Innanzitutto, i personaggi appaiono come una malinconica imitazione di Cugel, senza mai raggiungerne la profondità. Inoltre, a differenza dei capitoli precedenti, la fine imminente del mondo non ha lo stesso peso: tra maghi dalle dimore sfarzose e feste di nobili, l’atmosfera apocalittica perde incisività. I racconti, un tempo pervasi da un cinismo tagliente e da una robusta dose d’avventura — sia nell’arco narrativo di Cugel che nella prima raccolta — stavolta faticano a stimolare la lettura, soffocati da lunghi dialoghi e discussioni in stile giuridico che paiono fini a sé stessi. L’unico elemento che salva il libro dall’insufficienza è il sistema magico, qui finalmente approfondito e chiarito nelle prime pagine, oltre che nel corso degli eventi narrati nei vari racconti.
6/10 ★★★
Voto al ciclo completo: 8/10 ★★★★
6/10 ★★★
Voto al ciclo completo: 8/10 ★★★★
January 31, 2026
7/10
Está bien cambiar de punto de vista en este universo. Las historias son más flojas que las de Cugel, pero es entretenido.
Mi comentario de toda la saga: https://dreamsofelvex.blogspot.com/20...
Está bien cambiar de punto de vista en este universo. Las historias son más flojas que las de Cugel, pero es entretenido.
Mi comentario de toda la saga: https://dreamsofelvex.blogspot.com/20...
November 7, 2015
Vance ends his Dying Earth series with a standalone novel that manages to balance the anthropocentrism of the third volume with the fantastical creatures and settings of the first.
While I have little doubt that Rhialto and his colleagues receive far less love than Cugel and the various personages in The Dying Earth, I have not doubt whatever that they deserve at least as much. While Cugel was both infuriating and endearing, Rhialto feels more distant and yet more relatable. The wizards are essentially demigods, unlike the mundane Cugel. At the same time, Rhialto is intelligent, rational, and also pompous and foppish. Perhaps I am simply amused and even drawn to the latter traits, but I found his character extremely pleasurable to follow. Vance's decision to include the same cast of magicians across all three stories permits more exposure to and development of their quirks, so that by the end of "Fader's Waft," I felt like I was watching a glorious flock of colorful, preening birds.
Vance returns the focus from humans and specific characterst (e.g. Cugel) to the environment and bizarre features thereof, ranging from religious protections to anthropophages and from Rhialto's manse to the edge of the universe. Once again, the dying Earth plays an integral role in the atmosphere and tone of the series. While the Cugel novels could have almost been set anywhere anytime, Rhialto the Marvellous' adventures explicitly rely on his being a member of a cabal of mages more powerful than their contemporaries yet only a shadow of much greater forces that existed aeons ago. The fatalism-bordering-on-nihilism and the melancholy both return, and the ultimate triviality of Rhialto's endeavors and the ludicrously frivolous focuses of his fellow mages are only emphasized the more by the impending doom of the world. Their stories seem to take place far later than Cugel's, and indeed decay and fall from grandeur constitute the backdrop of the novel.
"The Murthe" is enjoyable and reminds one of Lausicaa or Tustvold village in its poking fun at gender relations and conventions, while "Morreion" is a great interstellar romp. While some may find "Fader's Waft" to be too insignificant in premise, I think (bearing in mind my previous paragraph) that that is at least in part the point. Even though the sun may extinguish at any moment, the magicians remain attached to their Blue Principles and all the legal restrictions thereof, even though this preoccupation leads to abstruse legalistic debates that devolve into clandestine and impolite uses of magic like time-stopping spells. Some of the highlights of the book include Rhialto's banter and bargaining with his subservient sandestin Osherl. Unlike Cugel, Rhialto possesses both providence and resourcefulness, and after five hundred pages of Cugel's bungling buffoonery, it was nice to encounter a supremely competent (if self-adoring) individual.
The book ends with little broad closure, but I suppose that I should have expected nothing less given the very loose structure of the series as a whole.
I quite enjoyed Vance's novels of the far future, and while the first was perhaps the most important in setting the tone and themes of the dying Earth, the fourth was perhaps my favorite simply because of the colorful cast of magicians that appeared throughout the entire novel. This fourth novel is perhaps the most focused on entertainment rather than intellectual examination of ideas (with the futility of religious hope and the inexorable ravages of time tied to Luid Shug being the major exceptions), but that was not to the novel's detriment for those looking to leap into the vivid imagination of a gifted author. What a great ride this series has been! I had no idea what I was in for, but going in with an open mind, I was pleasantly surprised and interested the entire way. Vance masterfully balances humor with melancholy, focus on characters with focus on worldbuilding, and a thousand more ostensible opposites. His style and his authenticity made the series a standout, and it is easy for me to see why authors like Wolfe and Martin were influenced by him. In fact, one of the most satisfying experiences I had reading this series was seeing the clear stylistic connections to Wolfe's Book of the New Sun, which had similar writing and vaguely picaresque feel, although Wolfe departed from Vance in his preoccupation with a coherent and intellectually layered plot. Seeing how authors build on each other is always a fascinating experience!
I highly recommend the Dying Earth series, and this fourth book was a more than adequate end to a rather bizarre saga.
While I have little doubt that Rhialto and his colleagues receive far less love than Cugel and the various personages in The Dying Earth, I have not doubt whatever that they deserve at least as much. While Cugel was both infuriating and endearing, Rhialto feels more distant and yet more relatable. The wizards are essentially demigods, unlike the mundane Cugel. At the same time, Rhialto is intelligent, rational, and also pompous and foppish. Perhaps I am simply amused and even drawn to the latter traits, but I found his character extremely pleasurable to follow. Vance's decision to include the same cast of magicians across all three stories permits more exposure to and development of their quirks, so that by the end of "Fader's Waft," I felt like I was watching a glorious flock of colorful, preening birds.
Vance returns the focus from humans and specific characterst (e.g. Cugel) to the environment and bizarre features thereof, ranging from religious protections to anthropophages and from Rhialto's manse to the edge of the universe. Once again, the dying Earth plays an integral role in the atmosphere and tone of the series. While the Cugel novels could have almost been set anywhere anytime, Rhialto the Marvellous' adventures explicitly rely on his being a member of a cabal of mages more powerful than their contemporaries yet only a shadow of much greater forces that existed aeons ago. The fatalism-bordering-on-nihilism and the melancholy both return, and the ultimate triviality of Rhialto's endeavors and the ludicrously frivolous focuses of his fellow mages are only emphasized the more by the impending doom of the world. Their stories seem to take place far later than Cugel's, and indeed decay and fall from grandeur constitute the backdrop of the novel.
"The Murthe" is enjoyable and reminds one of Lausicaa or Tustvold village in its poking fun at gender relations and conventions, while "Morreion" is a great interstellar romp. While some may find "Fader's Waft" to be too insignificant in premise, I think (bearing in mind my previous paragraph) that that is at least in part the point. Even though the sun may extinguish at any moment, the magicians remain attached to their Blue Principles and all the legal restrictions thereof, even though this preoccupation leads to abstruse legalistic debates that devolve into clandestine and impolite uses of magic like time-stopping spells. Some of the highlights of the book include Rhialto's banter and bargaining with his subservient sandestin Osherl. Unlike Cugel, Rhialto possesses both providence and resourcefulness, and after five hundred pages of Cugel's bungling buffoonery, it was nice to encounter a supremely competent (if self-adoring) individual.
The book ends with little broad closure, but I suppose that I should have expected nothing less given the very loose structure of the series as a whole.
I quite enjoyed Vance's novels of the far future, and while the first was perhaps the most important in setting the tone and themes of the dying Earth, the fourth was perhaps my favorite simply because of the colorful cast of magicians that appeared throughout the entire novel. This fourth novel is perhaps the most focused on entertainment rather than intellectual examination of ideas (with the futility of religious hope and the inexorable ravages of time tied to Luid Shug being the major exceptions), but that was not to the novel's detriment for those looking to leap into the vivid imagination of a gifted author. What a great ride this series has been! I had no idea what I was in for, but going in with an open mind, I was pleasantly surprised and interested the entire way. Vance masterfully balances humor with melancholy, focus on characters with focus on worldbuilding, and a thousand more ostensible opposites. His style and his authenticity made the series a standout, and it is easy for me to see why authors like Wolfe and Martin were influenced by him. In fact, one of the most satisfying experiences I had reading this series was seeing the clear stylistic connections to Wolfe's Book of the New Sun, which had similar writing and vaguely picaresque feel, although Wolfe departed from Vance in his preoccupation with a coherent and intellectually layered plot. Seeing how authors build on each other is always a fascinating experience!
I highly recommend the Dying Earth series, and this fourth book was a more than adequate end to a rather bizarre saga.
December 6, 2017
8.5/10
Στο τελευταίο βιβλίο αυτής της απίθανης σειράς ο Jack Vance δείχνει επιτέλους και μια διαφορετική οπτική και παρ’ όλο που έχει μόνο τρεις ιστορίες, δεν παύει να εντυπωσιάζει.
Η πρώτη ιστορία μου θύμισε αρκετά το στυλ που είχε ο Jack Vance στο πρώτο βιβλίο αλλά εκτός αυτού την βρήκα λίγο μέτρια και αδιάφορη μιας και ο Ριάλτο εδώ έχει ένα πολύ δευτερεύοντα ρόλο που δεν με εντυπωσίασε.
Η δεύτερη όμως, που παρεμπιπτόντως πιστεύω είναι και η καλύτερη της συλλογής, είναι αυτή που βλέπεις πραγματικά τον αληθινό Ριάλτο και μαζί με τον Οσέρλ αποτελούν ένα, απίστευτα, αχτύπητο δίδυμο.
Η αλήθεια βέβαια, είναι ότι θυμίζει λίγο τον Κουζέλ στο ύφος του, που προσωπικά δεν πείραξε ιδιαίτερα, αλλά είναι σίγουρα ένας διαφορετικός και ξεχωριστός χαρακτήρας που μου άρεσε, και αυτός, επίσης πολύ.
Και τέλος, η τρίτη είναι και αυτή μια πολύ καλή ιστορία με τους μάγους να παίζουν τις δολοπλοκίες τους για να αποκτήσουν αυτό που θέλουν και με τον Jack Vance να μας ταξιδεύει στο τέλος του σύμπαντος σε ένα απίθανο φινάλε.
Συνολικά, μου άρεσε πάρα πολύ και παρ’ ότι θα ήθελα σίγουρα μία-δύο ιστορίες ακόμα το βρήκα αρκετά «χορταστικό».
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English review:
Στο τελευταίο βιβλίο αυτής της απίθανης σειράς ο Jack Vance δείχνει επιτέλους και μια διαφορετική οπτική και παρ’ όλο που έχει μόνο τρεις ιστορίες, δεν παύει να εντυπωσιάζει.
Η πρώτη ιστορία μου θύμισε αρκετά το στυλ που είχε ο Jack Vance στο πρώτο βιβλίο αλλά εκτός αυτού την βρήκα λίγο μέτρια και αδιάφορη μιας και ο Ριάλτο εδώ έχει ένα πολύ δευτερεύοντα ρόλο που δεν με εντυπωσίασε.
Η δεύτερη όμως, που παρεμπιπτόντως πιστεύω είναι και η καλύτερη της συλλογής, είναι αυτή που βλέπεις πραγματικά τον αληθινό Ριάλτο και μαζί με τον Οσέρλ αποτελούν ένα, απίστευτα, αχτύπητο δίδυμο.
Η αλήθεια βέβαια, είναι ότι θυμίζει λίγο τον Κουζέλ στο ύφος του, που προσωπικά δεν πείραξε ιδιαίτερα, αλλά είναι σίγουρα ένας διαφορετικός και ξεχωριστός χαρακτήρας που μου άρεσε, και αυτός, επίσης πολύ.
Και τέλος, η τρίτη είναι και αυτή μια πολύ καλή ιστορία με τους μάγους να παίζουν τις δολοπλοκίες τους για να αποκτήσουν αυτό που θέλουν και με τον Jack Vance να μας ταξιδεύει στο τέλος του σύμπαντος σε ένα απίθανο φινάλε.
Συνολικά, μου άρεσε πάρα πολύ και παρ’ ότι θα ήθελα σίγουρα μία-δύο ιστορίες ακόμα το βρήκα αρκετά «χορταστικό».
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English review:
April 8, 2014
A Haldokló Föld regények nem függenek szorosan össze, hiszen az első rész egy novella-gyűjtemény, teljesen külön történetekkel, míg két folytatása – ezek már összefüggenek – Ravasz Cugel, a gátlástalan, nagyképű tolvaj kalandjairól szólnak. A Rhialto visszatérve az eredeti formához három novellát tartalmaz, amit a főszereplő alakja köt egybe és időrendben jóval a Cugel-történetek előtt játszódnak. A klasszikus, kalandos fantasztikus történeteket jegyző szerzők – Edgar Rice Burroughs, Robert W. Chambers, Frank Baum vagy Clark Aston Smith – nagy hatással voltak Vance-re, ami bizony meg is látszik művein. A Haldokló Földhöz kapcsolódó írások ugyanis egy leheletnyit régiesnek hathatnak a szabatos, ékes nyelvezet miatt és gyakran használják a humort eszközként, főleg a szereplők erkölcstelenségének kifigurázására. Ezekben a könyvekben ugyanis nem lehet szépíteni, mindenki egy morális nulla.
A könyvek bolygónk távoli jövőjébe kalauzolnak el minket. Az időbeni ugrás azonban nem évszázadokban vagy holmi évezredekben mérhető, hanem egész világkorszaknyi időkben, milliárd években. A Nap élete végén jár, szinte bármelyik pillanatban kihunyhat, ezzel egy csapásra kiirtva a földi életet is. A dekadencia és az önzés – mint életforma – felé fordult kicsinyes lakók asszisztálása mellett a civilizáció is már eónok (év százmilliók) óta csak hanyatlik. A földet benépesítő szerzetek – mágusok, szerencsevadászok, istenek és szörnyek – már csak a dicsőségesebb korok régi, elfeledett relikviáit és tudásanyagát gyűjtögetik, igaz, mindenki szigorúan csakis a maga számára, hiszen úgysincs jelentősége már semminek. Néhol fellelhető még egy-két titokzatos szerkezet, aminek a működését vagy célját már senki nem érti. Ráadásul még a mágia is hanyatlóban van. A kor varázslói már tanoncnak sem volnának jók az egy-két eónnal hamarább élt mágusok mellé.
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A könyvek bolygónk távoli jövőjébe kalauzolnak el minket. Az időbeni ugrás azonban nem évszázadokban vagy holmi évezredekben mérhető, hanem egész világkorszaknyi időkben, milliárd években. A Nap élete végén jár, szinte bármelyik pillanatban kihunyhat, ezzel egy csapásra kiirtva a földi életet is. A dekadencia és az önzés – mint életforma – felé fordult kicsinyes lakók asszisztálása mellett a civilizáció is már eónok (év százmilliók) óta csak hanyatlik. A földet benépesítő szerzetek – mágusok, szerencsevadászok, istenek és szörnyek – már csak a dicsőségesebb korok régi, elfeledett relikviáit és tudásanyagát gyűjtögetik, igaz, mindenki szigorúan csakis a maga számára, hiszen úgysincs jelentősége már semminek. Néhol fellelhető még egy-két titokzatos szerkezet, aminek a működését vagy célját már senki nem érti. Ráadásul még a mágia is hanyatlóban van. A kor varázslói már tanoncnak sem volnának jók az egy-két eónnal hamarább élt mágusok mellé.
Bővebben a blogon:
http://profunduslibrum.blogspot.hu/20...
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