The Magicians Trilogy by Lev Grossman is by far my favorite book trilogy of all time. And let me just tell you, I’ve read a shit load of trilogies and series. I’ve read at least a thousand books in my life, and these three are so special to me. The final book in the trilogy just came out two weeks ago, and I finally was able to start it on Tuesday. I finished it last night. To me, it felt like the end of an era. It’s rare that I’m satisfied when a series or trilogy ends, because I just never want to stop! I get addicted. I read every second I have down time when I find a book to obsess over. This, however, was satisfying.
The Magicians follows Quentin Coldwater, a math genius who goes to college at Brakebills, a magical college for the exceptional. To this point, he didn’t even know magic was real. He finishes school and goes on his first adventure to the magical land of Fillory (inspired by Narnia.) This is not your kids’ Narnia or Harry Potter. What I love most, is Quentin is seriously messed up. He’s depressed, selfish yet self conscious. He does drugs, drinks heavily, does stupid things like cheat on his girlfriend Alice with spiteful Janet. And yet, you love him. I can say I love him, more than I’ve loved any book character (yes even Frodo.) Through the series, he grows up. It starts when he is 17 and ends when he is 30, and he doesn’t just grow up, he learns and matures. It’s truly a coming of age story. An awkward teenage self absorbed prick, turns into a mature and caring and heroic man. You can’t help but be happy with the ending in The Magician’s Land because you know he is going to make it on his own.
I’m actually really sad it’s over. But I’ll always have the books, and I love rereading things, so I’ll get back to Quentin at some point. PLUS, Syfy is making a TV series about it, so I have that to look forward to.
© Carli Garrison and cllgarrison, 2014