The best way I can describe this book is "odd." Perhaps I do not know enough about the history of the country to have enjoyed it as much as I should, but it was not one of my favorites. I think my biggest disappointment is that I was hoping for a more philosophical book than what the author provided. However, it was not miserable to read and there were bits of it that I liked. One that I am glad to have read but am not sad to pass on.
Same author as The Unberable Lightness of Being which was very hot on the bestseller list.
Either Kundera has ADD, or I do. I suppose I should have liked the book - I like magical realism, I like Kundera's style of stepping outside the novel and acknowledging that the characters are made up, and I liked many parts of the novel. But overall I just felt unsatisfied.
Other reviews and official criticism talk about how wonderfully integrated the various parts of the book are, but not for me. Nothing ever came together, and I feel like I read the middle parts of several stories.
3 stars, though, because a lot of it was hot.
Other reviews and official criticism talk about how wonderfully integrated the various parts of the book are, but not for me. Nothing ever came together, and I feel like I read the middle parts of several stories.
3 stars, though, because a lot of it was hot.
By the author of The Unbearable Lightness of Being.
