Most of this book is not about Elric and written very poorly. What few Elric stories there are are poor also. ( )

Well, now. Not exactly what I hoped it might be... namely, a collection of short stories featuring Elric in the fullness of his career if not epic in scope.

Indeed, I got a few essays on the state of SF and Moorcock's early career and that was fine and fun for what it is, but it read more like a reminiscence than anything else. Okay. Fine. I actually liked hearing about the push against the flippant and light junk that had been the staple of the SF community before then.

Let's face it. Moorcock is deeper than most writers. Deep mythology, deep exploration, clever and subtle cues to go right along with truly epic, storm-breaking battles between Order and Chaos bringing out multiple dimensions, vast armies, and a soul-drinking sword. Fun AND DEEP, man.

But this collection? Well, no. A hint or two here and there and a lot of ... hmmm. Maybe this isn't all that good. Win some, lose some. ( )

J’aime le cycle d’Elric, mais celui-ci est vraiment le tome de trop. Il s’agit en fait d’un recueil de nouvelles qui n’ont pas toutes un rapport avec Elric. Soyons honnêtes : c’est assez mauvais et c’est une arnaque marketing puisque le nom d’Elric a été greffé artificiellement par-dessus. Ne l’achetez pas, la saga d’Elric se finit avec Stormbringer. ( )

http://www.sfreader.com/read_review.asp?ID=657 ( )