"And the smells - a pungent perfume concocted of the thick, greasy scent of food cooking in heavy olive oil the rich, earthy odor of the cattle stalls beneath the stadium the light, airy tang of sun-warmed salt air off the sea."
The pages seem to exude even smells with an uncanny sense of realism: Lawhead's prose is certainly up to the task! His evocative, mellifluous descriptions of exotic settings include sight, motion and sounds in abundance. In Taliesin, he has proposed nothing less than a fanciful, fluid blending of three mythologies into a single epic history - the twilight and final cataclysmic collapse of the fantastic empire of Atlantis the inspiring life of Taliesin, Celtic bard and shaman, thought to be father to Merlin, during the withdrawal of the Roman Empire in Britain and the onset of the Dark Ages and the endlessly repeated (and despite today's protestations to the contrary, never proven) legend of Joseph of Arimathea's carrying the Holy Grail to Britain accompanied by the dizzying, wildfire spread of Christianity throughout Europe in the centuries following Christ's crucifixion in the Holy Land! Stephen Lawhead's storytelling is certainly ambitious. Magnificent writing but ultimately flawed.
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