Talking Man is perhaps the best fantasy book I have read. Well, what can "best" mean? Probably "that I am most glad to have read." Whereas some books are so gripping that I cannot put them down in order to sooth some discomfort from, say, a bad chair or crick in my neck, Talking Man made me so comfortable there was no discomfort to distract me, no willpower required to stay seated. Moving forward with perfect ease, a traveler (or reader) may travel far simply for the pleasure of movement.
I have much to say about this short book, and too little time as I write, at present, so please forgive my careless grammar and mixed tenses.
It is the hybrid structure of this tale, myth told in a manner similar to many American road movies and the effortless, affable character of the narration which led me so easily. There are plenty of reviews mentioning the whimsy and broad imagination of the book, the easy language of the South and authenticity of it's Americana and so forth, so I'd like to think about the structure of this tale.
Myths and novels ... "Talking Man" is both those things. To contrast, "The Hobbit" is a great example of the heroic journey, a fact Tolkien expresses self-consciously, text-within-the-text reference style, in Bilbo's book about his adventure, "There and Back Again." Tolkien was an expert craftsman, and master artificer, and wrote a most perfect there and back again novel length myth and fairytale. "Talking Man," is a novel, not a fairytale tho' it is mythical. It encompasses more than one character's or one group's journey so it is not a geometrically perfect fairytale or myth; it is an excellent short novel. It isn't as the masterful as the greater novels in the Western Cannon of literature and its craft is not a perfect as Tolkien's but it is still "the best fantasy book I have read." The five stars it earns are for my subjective reading experience.
At the start, we a have a very nice, homey setting and an interesting, partial history, which is disturbed-the way many stories begin. The more comfortable and homey the initial setting is, the more motivated I am to read about how the characters restore it's balance once it has been disturbed. So the idyllic, comfy, friendly, quirky home of our characters is upset. Because they are so lovable, this perturbed me. powerfully. I wanted them safe and happy I had to read until I knew they were! The charms of quirky mystery such as magical engine repair, promised secrets to be revealed as the heroine's journey unrolled.
Crystal pulls a friend along as she chases her father the god/wizard, who in turn is chased by terrible Dgene, his archetypal antagonist, whom he created in a long gone era of the universe. The question of what, why and hows, of origins are a mystery which in addition to my sympathy with the characters, magnetically drew me along with the characters in various cars across an incredible, changing, magical American dreamscape.
The constant change in the landscape is reflected in the transformation of the characters and unfolding of their relationships. As the landscape is revealed, history and mystery are revealed to our protagonist, Crystal, who motors up along her father's tail stream, then to her friend-become-lover, William Williams, who's pulled along in HER tail stream. And finally these revelations drew the me along as in a tailstream. In my reading, I found myself invested in them all, every character, even in (oppositionally to) Dgene, the antagonist.