But despite things I didn't quite loved, without argument, the plot, the series in itself, and specially The Gunslinger: Roland Deschain, are a master piece. The kind of work that make a book (or in this case, many) timeless, genreless, and the author becomes a God of his creations.
I read this book because I miss Roland, as I think we always miss those characters that took form, flesh and heart beat with each written word, so a chance to get a few moments with them is always a good one.
I'm happy I finally read this book (it was on my to-read list for a while), for me it was BETTER in every way than the previous 7 books. In this book you get 3 amazing stories for the price of one, the best plot-and-narrative thread ever written (because each story is inside the previous one), and a closer look into the keyhole of Roland's heart.
His soul is naked in this book. If you've read the series you know he is smart, cold, a killer, and despite his instincts, mostly a good man. But his shell is a large calibre, so most of the time is too thick to see beyond it. Here, the "storm" in the book tears the shell away, and let you see what is beneath... and it is spectacular, incandescent, undiluted truth.
This book is about growth, loss, love, acceptance, forgiveness and "Ka"... And it shows how even in despair, failure and sorrow, it's always worth it, and it's always beautiful.
Many books are like fresh air, but this book is something more. It's a powerful fragance, that destroys time bringing the past to the fore of the senses... like those smells that when pass you by, suddenly reminds you of a feeling, of a moment in the time that has ceased to exist, that it's now gone in the wind through the keyhole.
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