Or at least, if you have read none of the eventual seven books, DON’T READ THEM YET! Don’t believe the hype and the fandom crazies because….
THEY ARE EVEN BETTER THAN THAT! And they will take over your life entirely. You will be “misliking” your pizza and telling the cold caller on the phone that this is a “Mummers Farce”. And then, THEN, you will finish the fifth book and discover, that not only is there no 6th book currently available, there is no publishing date yet, NONE! And you will go through horrible withdrawal where you will be sweating and gibbering and talking like a medieval Yoda!
So if you are blessed enough to have not started the series wait until the last two books have been published of this opus, this poem to war, this ‘Cloud Atlas’ of death and dragons. Then give up a month of your life to read them all!
If Neil Gaiman is a genius (and he is) then George R.R. Martin is possibly a God. Genius seems too small an epithet. Certainly his tendency to smite beloved characters at will and cut through swathes of the populous in his literary universe with fire flood and pestilence is akin to our notions of a supreme being.
There will be many longer better reviews of this book on this blog, some no doubt will have details of plot, prose and narrative prowess. That is not my purpose here, if that is what you feel you need, dear lords and Ladies of Cannonball Read, I gently entreat you to seek out others wiser, less afflicted with the scourge of procrastination than I. I am but here to offer a warning: WAIT, WAIT OR BE A CURSED!