What’s the best Icelandic saga? You asked yourself that just the other day, didn’t you? Yoav Tirosh says it’s the Brennu-Njáls saga largely because that title could be taken two ways.
It’s the story of a couple fun-loving vikings who want to take over their district. Everything goes swimmingly until someone dies, there’s a power struggle, and then some zealots off the one guy everybody loves. Blood-relatives or not, those zealots are going to have to pay. Lars talked about it more in an earlier post.
Tirosh praises some of the saga’s virtues and suggests the duality in the title clues us into the story’s greatness, because Brennu-Njáls can mean either Burnt Njáll and Njáll the Burner. It’s the story of the burner and the burned, both embodied in one character.
As ones I’ve enjoyed, I’d probably put the Saga of the Volsungs (ghastly as some its incidents are), Laxdaela Saga, and Grettir’s Saga ahead of the Njala.
Laxdaela Saga is probably my favorite. The ‘love’ triangle between Gudrun, Kjartan, and Bolli is great.
I’m fond of Laxdaela too.