I've given Huck Finn a go three time - count 'em, three - due to the unflinching belief of English teachers and professors that this is a Great American Novel. I still hate it.
Minor, related rant - is there anything less convincing than Twain's scene where Huck's dressed like a girl and the old lady catches him because when she tosses him something, he puts his knees together to catch it? I spent most of my childhood wearing skirts (Catholic school) and it takes more than clothing to override the human instinct to slam your legs together if you want to catch something on your lap. Twain's an idiot.
Minor, related rant - is there anything less convincing than Twain's scene where Huck's dressed like a girl and the old lady catches him because when she tosses him something, he puts his knees together to catch it? I spent most of my childhood wearing skirts (Catholic school) and it takes more than clothing to override the human instinct to slam your legs together if you want to catch something on your lap. Twain's an idiot.