I stumbled across this book, and remembered it being mentioned in the short-lived Book Club thread, so I picked it up.
In short, its dull, pedictable and formulaic. Yet another young orphan is heir to yet another long lost heroic legacy. The old man in the town just happens to be the last surviving member of the order the kid is supposed to re-establish. Yada yada yada.
Insert new foul race of cannon fodder minions (Urgals), supposedly wicked, subtle and evil Lieutenant (Durza the Shade), one long lost half-brother (Murtagh), hot kick-ass elf chick, shake well and out comes.... another wretched series of books.
The author is only nineteen years old and it shows.