![]() ![]() I don’t know what else to say about this book, to be honest. I found it much easier to get into The Light Fantastic, perhaps due to the presence of a sustained plotline or perhaps due to Pratchett’s writing, and that allowed me to enjoy the adventure. It is full of Terry Pratchett’s signature snarky humour and sly social commentary, with parodies of popular culture littered throughout. It was silly, heartwarming, and adventurous. Okay, now that that’s out of the way I get back to talking about The Light Fantastic. I realise that I’ve never reviewed The Colour of Magic – which is the first book in the Discworld series – but that’s because I’ve read it at least 12 times and I still don’t understand what’s going on in half of the book. The Light Fantastic is a continuation of The Colour of Magic and, while it does continue the world-building of the first novel, it seems to have much more plot and character development than the first book. Which is a shame, because that’s all there is… What it doesn’t need is a singularly inept and cowardly wizard, still recovering from the trauma of falling off the edge of the world, or a well-meaning tourist and his luggage which has a mind (and legs) of its own. Summary: As it moves towards a seemingly inevitable collision with a malevolent red star, the Discworld could do with a hero. ![]()
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