It’s astonishing to think that The Light Fantastic is, to a large degree, simply the second half of the story started in The Colour of Magic. Astonishing because the leap in quality is palpable – this feels like a true Discworld novel in a way that The Colour of Magic does not.
It looked like the sort of book described in library catalogues as ‘slightly foxed’, although it would be more honest to admit that it looked as though it had been badgered, wolved and possibly beared as well.
The pace is less frenetic, the jokes more numerous and funnier and the newly introduced characters memorable. Cohen the Barbarian is a comedy star – I only wish he had a life beyond this book. Trymon is also brilliant, although my view of him has been somewhat polluted by Tim Curry’s portrayal in the otherwise pretty poor Sky One adaption (David Jason as Rincewind? Good grief!).
Overall, a much quicker and easier read than TCOM, with The Light Fantastic, the Discworld series hit its stride.