Butcher’s second entry in the Dresden Files once again shows promise for a great long-running series. Once again someone is in trouble, but this time around danger comes in the form of werewolves instead of freak meteorology.
Every world-building writer has their own ideas on how fantasy elements like werewolves work. Butcher quickly explains Dresden Files lycanthropy in a concise and well-written info dump courtesy of everyone’s favorite perverted skull while Dresden gets to work. The werewolf angle works well, but I’m really tired of all fantasy writers’ need to make supernatural creatures condescending towards the human race. Humans are stupid, pointlessly violent, and so on…we get it.
I recently stumbled upon an interview in which the first few Dresden Files books came about because Butcher, in getting frustrated with his writing professor, finally broke down and wrote something he considered “boring and formulaic.” While this book is formulaic (a lot more so than Storm Front), it certainly isn’t boring.
Is that a bad thing? I don’t think so. Butcher seems content to play along with the formula for now, but the end of story allusion that much deeper threats (and stories) are on the horizon will keep me coming back for more.