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Very Dissapointing
After all the rave reviews, I thought this would be an enjoyable read. In fact, for the first 70 pages or so, it was, a little. I liked the comparison of Humbert Humbert in Lolita and the ayatolla in Iran. Each attempted to make over their object -the child Lolita and the country Iran- to match their image of them. Each, to a greater or lesser degree, destroyed the object.
The author tends to be pretty self-absorbed. Is it really possible that she is the hero in all her relationships? Toward the later part of the book, she acknowledges that she has a tendency to pontificate. Well, by then, this is not news.
The experience of reading this book was very difficult. In fact, it became simply a chore to go from page to page. Finally, 60 or so pages from the end, I gave up. I decided that I deserve better than this.
I'm glad that some people enjoyed it. Isn't it grand that we can disagree, and in public?
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