This is far, far too overdue. I need to be better with this…
If I had not been given the preface that Grossman wrote The Magicians as a reflective commentary on Chronicles of Narnia and Harry Potter, I would have pulled my eyes out in frustration at explicit fan-fiction. In fact, even with the explanation, I felt that I was reading a grown man’s attempts to live in both of these fictional worlds. Let me give you a brief summery of the story before critiquing the means. Warning: there may be some spoilers.
Our stereo-typically-not-stereo-typical hero–an awkward, tall, lanky, raven haired high schooler by the name of Quentin Coldwater–is fed up with his boring, regular life as a child genius. He retreats from his mundane life into his favorite childhood book series entitled Fillory and Further, which describes the adventures of the Chatwin brothers and sisters in the magical land of Fillory. (Here is our connection with Narnia.) Quentin longs for adventures like these, and wishes that magic were real.
Through a series of odd circumstances, Quentin gets his wish for adventure and magic, and finds himself at Brakebills, a school for wizards (our connection with Harry Potter). Here he makes new friends, forgets about his awful parents, and learns the art of magic.
After his five years (which somehow manage to only be a little less than half the book) at Brakebills, Quentin graduates and moves to New York with his buddies. An old acquaintance from Brakebills shows up with the means to travel between worlds, and the group decides to use it to go to Fillory. Fillory happens to be in a state of decay and chaos, and the group uses their magic to do the best they can to save it, but it comes at a high cost.
Our heroes return to the ‘real world,’ and Quentin does his best to forget about magic and sets out to live the rest of his at a desk job. Of course, that would be a silly thing to do for a man without a real world education and whose only skills lie in turning himself into wild animals and manipulating time/space/nature. His friends return to whisk him back to Fillory, and Book One ends.
Despite my thickly sarcastic tone, there are some valuable things in this novel. Grossman has an ability to descriptively captivate his audience. While I usually have at least one (depending on the writer, two or three) stretch of why-the-heck-do-I-need-to-read-this-part-my-eyes-are-drifting-off-the-page in every book I read, I actually didn’t have any issues with The Magicians.
Grossman also has some brilliant, original ideas despite his purposeful links to Harry Potter and Chronicles of Narnia. I particularly enjoyed the steampunk, Neo-Victorian atmosphere of Brakebills, and I would have loved to see that developed. Grossman develops a surprisingly unique approach to organized magic. His beautifully haunting version of ‘The World Between Worlds’ (the name of it escapes me) could be the start-point of something great. But he is so driven by his agenda that he throws too many ideas together, rushing Brakebills and awkwardly sticking Fillory in the end with one or two crooked nails.
This being said, his agenda wasn’t one to overlook; he wanted people to reflect on the nature of idealistic fantasy and how, even if it were real, it would be polluted with sin (‘sin’ probably wouldn’t be his choice of word, but it works). Grossman wants his readers to accept that even if good triumphs over evil, it’s often a fluke. There is no great destiny, and if it seems that you are meant to do something, it’s because someone human has set you up for it. In his opinion, though children’s books like Chronicles of Narnia and Harry Potter are great works of literature, they ultimately set children up for disappointment. I can’t say I agree completely with his outlook, but it is one worth reflecting on.
In summery: far too many incohesive ideas for one book; decently written; read like a fan fiction; showed a lot of creative promise that was ultimately undeveloped; offered quite a bit of character development that either wasn’t properly smoothed or was discarded; more explicit content than was needed. I give The Magicians a 3 out of 5.