My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Sourcery starts out full of promise – after all it’s not every day you can argue inevitability with Death and win some kind of reprieve, and it’s certainly not every millennium that Death is unable to outstare an infant.
But by about the middle the speed wanes, and even though the story chops and changes between characters and events, scenes manage to feel drawn out and forced.
There are still some standout lines, like when the skinny hero tries to force open a door:
‘his biceps standing out on his arms like peas on a pencil’
or two skinny men head off with the orangutan:
‘walking between them like a sack between two poles’
or the scene after a whole lot of wizards got scared and ran away, leaving Rincewind all alone to note that:
All the wizards were wazards.
And after some magic shenanigans, Ankh-Morpork is (thankfully) returned its heartwarming familiar self:
People were returning to Ankh-Morpork, which was no longer a city of empty marble but was once again its old self, sprawling as randomly and colourfully as a pool of vomit outside the all-night takeaway of History.
Maybe more footnotes would have helped make Sourcery an easier read, but instead any interesting or punn-ish tangents are embedded in the text, resulting in a ramble. Lots of rambles.
Still, for the sake of completeness (and because it’s not a bad book on the whole – and it is another chapter in the story of The Luggage), it’s a good enough read to have almost earnt four stars.