I wouldn't have rolled my eyes and sniggered quietly quite as often if the "I need to be epic" syndrome of the book had remained confined to the third person frame. But switching to a first person narrative makes passages such as ~I had perfectly smooth skin and a deep powerful voice and unmatched wits and I can make grown men weep with my lute playing skills~ seem like an inner monologue taken out of one of those badly written Draco Malfoy fanfiction. Worse still, the main character is made out to be likeable. Had he turned out to be a Jorg-like psychopath, the nice, self-congratulatory side of the man would have generated laughs a-plenty, but *this character* makes my mouth gape only at the sheer unmatched scope of his narcissistic disorder.
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