Well, I knew
a priori the famous
The Da Vinci Code was drab, and that's what I said to everyone who came to me to singing praises about this novel. Some people, understandably upset over this snobbish position, diplomatically suggested I should read it before criticising it. But I had no intentions of doing so; in fact I asked a friend to spoil me the
BIG SECRET because I was sure I would not read it, and my reaction was, Is that it? Is that what everyone is talking about? I don't know, perhaps it works best if you actually believe in it. So, now in possession of the secret that would change the world forever (but not me), I learn that a teacher has included this novel in a list of books to read for the semester. With the other choices not being particularly great, I decide to read
The Da Vinci Code.
And I can only say I'm glad I did! One thing is to say the novel is drab without having read it; it's another thing to be able to use examples from the novel to explain why it's drab. I just had a field day taking notes down for future reference. Then I had the pleasure of meeting my diplomatic friends and hit them with all the specific minutia until they couldn't stand me anymore. That taught them not to challenge my
a priori faculties
It's a readable, suspenseful book, that takes a few days to read. The riddles are fun, but if I wanted riddles, I'd play Sudoku instead of reading literature. The history bits are interesting, but if I wanted history I'd read history books. The only thing I read literature for, to get insights into the human nature and to delight myself reading beautiful prose, I didn't get from this novel. It does not deserve its praise, that little I know, and I don't have to be a snob to know that.