Captain’s Fury by Jim Butcher (2008). 
Book 4 of the “Codex Alera” series, Butcher’s Roman-styled high fantasy, sees various secrets revealed and, by the end of the book, a bit of a clearing of the table of some of the complicated threats that had built up around Tavi and Company (while laying the groundwork for new ones). Ironically, the ostensible protagonist is the least-fleshed-out or interesting of the characters here, but it’s still solid entertainment, and a bit more accessible than Books 2-3.
Glory Road by Robert Heinlein (1962). 
I keep rereading this about every 5 years, and every 5 years I remember why I don’t care for it. Heinlein’s too analytical to enjoy fantasy, and he’s far too busy being heavy-handedly philosophical — saying, rather than showing — in this, one of his earlier “adult” SF novels. Ironically, even as he preaches open-mindedness and non-conformity, his protagonist, Oscar, is one of the most annoying provincials Heinlein ever wrote.
The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman (2008). This Newberry-winning tale of a child raised in a graveyard by ghosts is full of a thousand interesting bits that turn it into a fine narrative that never really seems to have a point to it. It’s still wonderful and charming to read, and recommendable on that basis alone, but I finished it (about three hours of solid reading) feeling like there should have been more there there.
The Incredibles by Brad Bird (2004). 
This movie continues to impress me more each time I see it — wildly imaginative, yet amidst its both serious and comedic super-hero tale inserting plenty of questions about heroism, hero-worship, personal responsibility, family commitments, what it means to be special vs. conforming … oh, and lots of great stuff blowing up. Highly recommended.
I’ve never gotten very far into Glory Road, and right now I’m suffering through Waldo & Magic, but the prognosis is not good. But Heinlein does have one good fantasy story that I know of; The Man Who Traveled In Elephants. If you’ve read it, could Mitch Albom have stolen the plot for The five people you meet in heaven?
I’ve never gotten very far into Glory Road, and right now I’m suffering through Waldo & Magic, but the prognosis is not good. But Heinlein does have one good fantasy story that I know of; The Man Who Traveled In Elephants. If you’ve read it, could Mitch Albom have stolen the plot for The five people you meet in heaven?
“Waldo” was a similarly problematic tale — though I enjoyed “Magic, Inc.” (it reminds me of Poul Anderson’s Operation: Chaos collection, though Anderson was more willing to let magic be magic).
“Elephants” is a marvelous story, all the moreso for a sentimentality that Heinlein rarely gave such free rein to.