Book VIII, aside from being one of the longest books so far, presents some hurdles. It starts with the timeline: I think it’s safe to assume that Book I happens before Book II happens before Book III happens before Book … Continue reading →
A couple of days later Sir Lamorak rides along, comes across a knight and a lady sleeping. As he watches from a distance, the lady wakes up as a second knight approaches. The second knight is Sir Gawaine! The lady … Continue reading →
The tail end of Book VIII abandons Tristram, as I said yesterday, in favor of Sir Lamorak, who is much less of a jerk all around. Sir Lamorak leaves Servage, too. Malory has forgotten that Servage is an island, so … Continue reading →
It turns out that Sir Nabon is not that bad a guy, really. He throws a big jousting tournament to celebrate the knighting of his son, Sir Nabon Junior, and hundreds of knights (from North Wales and Logris and other … Continue reading →
Tristram, meanwhile, continues hanging out ruling Brittany with his wife Isoud the White. One day he’s out with his wife and her brother Sir Kehydius who kind of sucks. They go for a little sailing trip, just for fun, in … Continue reading →
Three entirely unconnected events this chapter. First, Sir Suppinabiles from last chapter returns to Brittany. “I’m back from Camelot,” he announces. “Did they mention me at all?” Tristram asks. “…Yes, actually.” “Cool! What’d they say what’d they say?” “So, you … Continue reading →
Howel, King of Brittany, turns out to have a problem. This one earl, Grip, has been making trouble for him: refusing taxes, assaulting officers, laying siege to Howel’s house, that kind of thing. As you may recall from Book V, … Continue reading →
Malory’s a little all over the place today, folks. After the literal cliffhanger of the previous entry, this chapter of the story drifts into out-and-out surrealism. For starters, you’ve got Gouvernail (Tristram’s French tutor cum manservant) and his two henchmen … Continue reading →
Sir Lamorak rides off in a huff with Sir Dirant. They haven’t gone far before they stumble upon an unnamed knight in service of Morgan le Fay, the Queen of Gore. Lamorak wastes no time in beating this knight up … Continue reading →
By way of apology, Mark takes Tristram on a hunting trip. He brings along the lovely Isoud as well as around thirty other knights. They set up tents out in the forest and they hunt all day and they joust … Continue reading →
