Perhaps I shouldn't review this book, since I haven't been able to bring myself to listen past the first quarter of the book. My husband read a biography of Genghis Khan a couple of years ago and really enjoyed it. I bought this one on the strength of that memory.
However the narrator's voice sounds so pretentious I just can't get past it. It invades the content of the book, coloring it so much - well, actually, now that I am writing this, perhaps I'm blaming the narrator when it might be the book that is so pretentious.
Whether is it totally the narrator's 'fault' or the book itself, this one is a tough listen. There's got to be a better version of this story out there somewhere.
I made it through twenty minutes and had to give up - nothing short of an overhaul can help this horrific nightmare. Pretentious is the kindest word to use for the reader - I wanted to swim with leaches five minutes into the reading, I don't know how I made it to twenty.