Well, the "Perrin looks for Faile" plot is every bit as tedious as I remembered it being, and it's nowhere near over yet. Yay. Also, it is in this book that the "get naked and beat the crap out of each other" rituals reach the point of obliterating my suspension of disbelief. I mean, really, Jordan, what the hell, you couldn't conceal the authorial kink any better than that? Also, we have Elayne trying to be queen-y, the Sea Folk and Kin being annoying, the Seanchan likewise (though Tuon is cool), Mat being whiny, and Rand misinterpreting things and also being whiny. Did I miss anything? Oh, right, the cleansing of the taint and the GIANT BATTLE surrounding it, which was actually kind of cool and therefore felt like it completely didn't belong in this book.
Dear Brandon Sanderson: I still have faith in you, but redeeming the series after the crapfest it's become in the last ten years or so is a truly Herculean task. If you pull it off like I think you will, you deserve millions of dollars.
