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 →
Meanwhile, back in the plot, stuff is afoot. You remember Sir Bleoberis? He has a brother, Sir Blamore. Malory mentioned this before. What he didn’t mention before: these two cooked up a scheme to humiliate King Anguish of Ireland. Their … Continue reading →
Now we turn back to Castle Perilous, where Lionesse and Gareth are all shacked up and living in sin, and also Sir Gringamore and Dame Linet are there too. Arthur’s messenger arrives with the invitation to Camelot, and Lionesse is … Continue reading →
Now we turn from the crazy sitcom of Gareth and his gal pal Lionesse and her shrewish sister Linet and their milquetoast brother Gringamore, back to Camelot. Or Carlion, this chapter Malory puts Arthur’s court at Carilon. It’s Pentecost again, … Continue reading →
King Arthur’s court is all abuzz about Prettyboy and his strange adventure and how he got a horse and armor and a nice golden cloak all out of nowhere, after a year of slaving away in the kitchens for Sir … Continue reading →
A year later, the next Pentecost, Arthur is once again pacing around, waiting for the annual strange adventure. Finally a page comes in, tells him it’s cool, there’s a girl here with a strange adventure. Now this girl’s name is … Continue reading →
SMASH CUT to Arthur’s court, as he welcomes the three men to the big Pentecost feast. “Two men and a third man who’s seven feet tall!” cries Arthur. “As strange adventures go, that’s… pretty tame, actually. Now I’m worried there’s … Continue reading →
All right! A bold new era for Le Morte D’Arthur, as we start Book VII! Book VII requires a little bit of lead-in, stuff to bear in mind: 1) An extremely cursory internet browse (the only research I’m doing on … Continue reading →
The final chapter of Book VI is a short one. Launcelot gets back to Camelot at Pentecost, and he meets a bunch of knights from his adventures earlier in this book, which serves as a sort of recap of his … Continue reading →
“That’s all great,” says Arthur. “Counterattack foiled, massive heroism, plenty of cattle seized. But Gawaine, who’s your well-dressed friend with the exotic complexion?” “Ah, Uncle Sire —“ “I’ve asked you not to call me that.” “Let me introduce Sir Priamus, … Continue reading →
