Lloyd
Melancholic, but ultimately rewarding to finish reading it. Heart feels like it had a fair sum of raining and drought, at different points of the story.
Such a disappointing read. The whole premise of the book and what the author advertised about the book made it seem like an interesting read, sadly, it wasn't what was advertised to be.
Author haven't outgrown himself from being a columnist writer to a book writer. It was very frustrating read, author would quite often, mention that he would detail about something in the coming chapters (“Which I will talk about in the coming chapters”), it made it hard to for me to comprehend and make connections about what the author was talking about. He frequently contradicted himself on the things he talked about. There was no proper structure as to how to supply the content to the readers.
The author himself told in the beginning that he dislikes any horse-shit self-help book and this book wouldn't be one, but this book turned out to be one. I expected something about motivation and a philosophical approach to motivation. First chapter indeed was quite good compared to the rest fluff. After the first chapter it turned into the “horse-shit” advice and self-help content which was for the most part, very obvious. It wasn't even useful for the most part.
Phenomenal book! Usually, I don't write reviews of more than 3-4 words, but this book was an excellent pleasure to read that I cannot resist to fully acknowledge about how well written this book is. I won't give away contents of the books, which I leave it to the readers to figure out. I read this book out of curiosity and I was surprised at the level of details it gave me and the depth of the authors' research is commendable. I was fully indulged in reading this book from the start. Possibly one of those rare books I've enjoyed reading from the beginning and the one of those authors whose train of thoughts and concerns matched with mine.
This book talked about a lot of subtle ideas which I haven't seen any other author talk about (and I wish someone did), which may explain why I enjoyed this book.
Gave me a lot of insights and mind-blowing physics fact even though it was hard to comprehend the complex physics. I felt the book was excruciatingly long.
I picked this book up, hoping to find refuge from already monotonous and boring days. Lo and behold, The Museum of Innocence. Boy, how wrong was I in assuming I could find solace in this book. This book had an interesting plot point in the beginning with a spoiled-mildly egotistic-oblivious-narcissistic protagonist Kemal. Throughout the reading, I had a love-hate relationship with the book. Either I would love the book for what it is and how it made me think and feel. Or, at other times, I would hate the book for what it is and how it made me think and feel. Let me elucidate; I loved the book for the fact that the plot and characters had so much depth, and it was almost like I could peep into Kemal's world like a fly on the wall. The book was like an onion slowly peeling itself off into its insides, the crux. And I hated the book for its monotonous tone. It was so dull and uninteresting after the engagement party until Fusun's divorce. Literally, nothing happened. It went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. At times I would read so many pages, yet I could surmise what I read in under a couple of sentences. That's how boring the plot went about in the middle portion. But then, all this is justifiable because this shows Kemal's extremely passionate love for Fusun and justifies him building a museum portraying their love. And if Fusun died without Kemal and her having a proper “intimate” time, I swear to God I would have been so pissed at the author and never forgive him for making me read so much to know that they will die sad and disappointed.
All in all, even though the book is extremely frustrating and tedious to read. Ultimately, it was rewarding to finish it off; to finally have closure to the painful and pathetic life of Kemal.
One of the most unique things about this book in the whole Langdon series so far, there's an element of surprise and plethora of possibility for twisting the reality because the protagonist is suffering from amnesia. Making the readers believe one thing at a point and then later coming to realise it was all a ruse and the supposedly thought ally turns out to be a ferocious enemy
Such a great book it was. One among “those” books in which I couldn't contain my excitement to know what might happen next.
As most of the self-help books, pretty repetitive in terms of the content. Nonetheless, the key points were useful insights.
