Michael Bradshaw
Kvothe: The Adventures of a Tragic Hero (fantasy)
In my
midterm, I quoted Dr. White that the classifications of genre “amount to a
contract with the audience” and used The
Kingkiller Chronicle by Patrick Rothfuss as an example of the fantasy genre,
but I fear I may have been too broad in my assessment of the novels. While
categorized as fantasy, The Name of the
Wind, and The Wise Man’s Fear
both have some of the trappings of romance and tragedy, again underscoring Dr.
White’s assertion that “Genre is not a
box in which to put a work of art but
a yardstick to measure it by.”
The
“subject” genre can be loosely defined as the broadest description of a genre
i.e. the section of the bookstore a novel would be located. In this case,
The Kingkiller Chronicle would fall
into the fantasy genre. The main characteristic of the fantasy genre is that it
is… well fantastic. There is always an element of the other, be it the existence
of magic, the supernatural, or some other thing that differs from our own world.
In this regard, The Kingkiller Chronicle fits the fantasy mold. There is
magic that allows a person to command the wind, or use a drop of another’s blood
to boil them from the inside out. Beings as old as time, beautiful and terrible
to behold, exist in another realm, able to pass into the mortal realm when the
moon is full. On a moonless night, a mortal may wander the woods, only to find
themselves in Fae. Said Felurian, one of these ageless beings to Kvothe, the
protagonist of the story ““I do this so you cannot help but hear. A wise man
views a moonless night with fear.” (WMF)
As fantasy,The Kingkiller
Chronicle is set a world in a more “primitive” time than our own, yet whose
own past hearkens back to a time of greater civilization.
There are swords older than recorded history with edges keen enough to
cut a hair. There are great roads, the likes of which can no longer be built,
spanning the countryside. There are “ancient, mammoth pieces of architecture
scattered throughout the world, so old and solidly built that they have become
part of the landscape, not a soul wondering who built them or why,” (NOTW).
There are also many things from ancient times that have been lost so long ago
that they have become legend. Kilvin, the Master Artificer at the University for
example, looked to recreate an “ever-burning lamp”. “Among the Cealdar, there
are legends of ever-burning lamps. I believe that such a thing was once within
the scope of our craft. Ten years I have been looking,” (NOTW).
Another common trait of fantasy is a nostalgia for the past and a disdain for
modern civilization. While Rothfuss’s novels often have the educated Kvothe
learn from those with no formal schooling, these people are the exception. Most
people outside of the University Kvothe attends treat him with suspicion and
superstition. Along with this nostalgia of the past, the fantasy genre often
places great importance on bloodlines, with its heroes springing from noble
houses. Arguably the most famous example of this would be Aragorn from J.R.R.
Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings trilogy. Rothfuss inverts this trope with
Kvothe. He is Edema Ruh, a nomadic people, who usually make their living as
traveling performers. They are looked upon as the lowest class of people, and
Kvothe is often hindered by this perception.
Subject genre paints with a broad brush. For the details, one must look
at the narrative genre. The Kingkiller
Chronicle is a fantasy in its broadest sense, but despite Kvothe’s
declaration that “This is no comedy… this is not a dashing romance. This is no
fable where folk come back from the dead. It’s not a rousing epic meant to stir
the blood,” (WMF) the series does have heavy elements of romance. The Kvothe of
the past was on a journey. His goal was to find information about the Chandrian,
the ancient creatures who killed his family because “Someone’s parents have been
singing entirely the wrong sort of songs," (NOTW) and their enemies, the Amyr.
His journey took him to the University where he desired to learn the name of the
wind. However, his journey was nowhere near a straight line. “If this were some
tavern tale, all half-truth and senseless adventure, I would tell you how my
time at the University was spent with a purity of dedication. I would learn the
ever-changing name of the wind, ride out, and gain my revenge on the Chandrian…
But while that might make for an entertaining story, it would not be the truth,”
(NOTW).
The
last way to define genre is the formal genre, or how the story is being told to
the audience. In this I find The
Kingkiller Chronicle to be a rarity if not wholly unique among its fantasy
peers. The novels begin with the traditional omniscient narrator, then switches
to a first person perspective as Kvothe tells his story to Chronicler. The
narration switches back to third person omniscient as Kvothe breaks away from
telling his story to tend to his inn or when he is interrupted by Chronicler and
Bast. This leads the audience to ask some very pointed question. Is Kvothe a
reliable narrator? Kvothe claims to wish for the truth to be known, and does
reveal some embarrassing stories about himself, but the audience can never be
sure if he is being completely honest. It makes for some very intriguing
theories about what Kvothe has done to become the broken man he is today.
“We all know what kind of story
this is,” (WMF). In Kvothe’s own words he spells out that the ending of The
Kingkiller Chronicle will not be a happy one. If the
Kingkiller Chronicle can be
classified as a romance, then all signs seem to point to it being a tragic
romance. Though it is unfinished, it has all the makings of a tragedy. Kvothe is
found in hiding under an assumed name in a remote town as far from anything as
it could be. The story of Kvothe is told to Chronicler by the man who lived it,
but that man is now Kote, a humble innkeeper in the middle of Newarre.
He is assumed dead, and his exploits are
slowly turning into legend.
The narrator of this story is a broken
man, whose actions have pulled the world into chaos. “All of this is my fault.
The scrael, the war. All my fault. The reader comes into the last scenes of a
tragedy. Something terrible has happened, and the reader is the only one who
doesn’t know what it was. The stories told about Kvothe are the stuff of legend,
but the man we find is a shadow of himself. His powers seem to have been
stripped away, although how or by whom, has yet to be revealed. When he is
alone, a silence weighs down upon him. “It was the patient, cut-flower sound of
a man who is waiting to die,” (NOTW & WMF).
There
is even a tree used as a symbol of tragedy as with
Desire Under the Elms, although in
keeping with its fantasy roots, there is a malevolent Fae creature in the tree
who can see the future called the Cthaeh. Kvothe’s student Bast, a denizen of
the Fae himself laments, “In our plays, if the Cthaeh’s tree is shown in the
distance in the backdrop, you know the story is going to be the worst kind of
tragedy. It’s put there so the audience will know everything will go terribly
wrong in the end,” (WMF). It seems that everything has gone terribly wrong, and
the reader is looking in on the aftermath. We are left waiting for answers until
the final book of the trilogy is released.
Kvothe has all the makings of the Byronic hero of tragic romance. He is haunted
by loss and seems to be waiting for death. In his reminiscence, he portrays
himself as brilliant but rash, which often gets him into trouble. One of his
friends remarks, “I swear I’ve never met a man who has your knack for lack of
social grace. If you weren’t naturally charming someone would have stabbed you
by now,” to which Kvothe replies, “You’re assuming.” Kvothe’s hamartia, or
tragic flaw, is his pride. He feels that he must accomplish his tasks on his own
or that he can resolve his own problems, a trait which more often than not makes
things harder for him. The trilogy is as yet unfinished; all signs point to it
ending in tragedy. However, as Chronicler points out. “It’s not over if you’re
still here. It’s not a tragedy if you’re still alive,” (WMF).
The Kingkiller Chronicle is
most definitely a fantasy series at its core. It is also a romance, and can even
be considered a tragedy, especially if the third novel delivers an expected
conclusion. However, it’s the amalgamation of all of its parts, coupled with its
narrative structure that makes it unique among its sword and sorcery brethren.
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