The Dark Tower series by Steven King.
I think it felt crazy mostly because you had no clue what the fuck was going on. There wasn’t really an explanation of the world or what was happening. You just kept hearing “The world has moved on.” You go to some pretty whack places with pretty whack people, and at least in the first book, you get no explanation of why things are the way they are.
Ultimately, I got a few chapters into the second book and just gave up. I got annoyed feeling confused and not knowing what was going on or where I was. And the whole “lone cowboy on a mission” didn’t really vibe with me either.
I could get onboard with the book being more of a classic fairy tale type story, except that Gaiman just butchers it in the end. You’re telling me that after all this time, the witch finally catches up to the star and just goes eh, I’m just not up to the task anymore. It’s not just anti-climatic, but it’s very bland even for a fairytale.
Not to mention that Tristran (I just can’t even with that name) and Evaine just… magically fall in love. For no reason. She literally is like “Eh, I guess hate is close enough to love that I probably just confused to the two.”
Ok then.