Day of the Giants

Twin brothers Leif and Lee Svensen, Americans of Scandinavian descent, find themselves caught up in the affairs of the supposedly mythical Norse gods—who, they discover, are very real, denizens of other dimensions who interacted with humanity in past ages. An unusual cold snap presages the predicted Fimbulwinter, when the Aesir and the Frost Giants will fight each other in Ragnarök, the final battle, with Midgard—Earth—as the prize. To load the dice in their favor, the Aesir arrange for the Svensens to be carried off to their home dimension Asgard, hoping to benefit from their modern knowledge. Odin, Thor, and the other principal gods favor strong, adventurous Lee, while clever Loki backs brainy, sensible Leif.

But the Aesir are divided among themselves, and may prove unable to stave off the dreaded Day of the Giants. They have been riven into factions due to the age-old prophecies of the end times that guide them. The older, more traditionalist gods fated to die in Ragnarök are undermined by their younger heirs, who are to survive and avenge them. The younger gods seem suspiciously overeager for their inheritance, presuming on their heroic destiny. Loki, whose counsel is indispensable, is nonetheless distrusted by all due to his destiny as fated betrayer of the Aesir. Leif suspects the prophecies of having been rigged to favor some gods over others.

Moreover, Leif soon realizes that the greater struggle is also problematic; whether the Aesir, humanity's purported friends, or the Giants, their avowed enemies, come out on top, Earth will suffer tyranny from the victors. He and his brother, caught in the middle, may well tip the balance between factions and foes alike. What path will prove least disastrous for humanity? Or is there, just maybe, another path? The stakes are personal as well as cosmic—for Leif has fallen in love with a goddess!

Frederik Pohl, writing in If, was dismissive of the book, noting that the publisher "seems to be pursuing a policy of printing the worst books of the best writers in science fiction," and moreover had misprinted the name of the author as "Lester del Ray." He deemed it "incredible but true that this book is by the man who wrote Nerves. Maybe the misspelling of "del Rey" on the jacket isn't an accident but a disguise.^[5]

P. Schuyler Miller in Astounding Science Fiction wrote "This is Lester del Rey making like Poul Anderson making like de Camp and Pratt, without the whimsey. ... and you're quite free to call it open fantasy, except that the author pretends that the Norse gods, dwarfs, frost-giants, and all the rest are real and alive in some other-dimensional continuum," with the "seeming magic ... neatly explained away. But this isn't del Rey's best vein."^[6] Reconsidering the novel when it was issued in paperback, he seems to have modified his opinion, observing that "Avalon Books published this in 1959, and it was better than most of the books they've had since."^[3]

Floyd C. Gale in Galaxy Magazine, while only giving the story a two star rating, nonetheless commends its author for coming to grips with the "tough chore" of recasting his doom-filed mythological source material as "a light fantasy" by "plung[ing] through his story in lickety-split fashion — let gods and giants alike fall where they may."^[7]

The book was also reviewed by Paul C. Allen in Fantasy Crossroads November 1977.^[1]