I struggled through half of the book but could not finish it. It's an endless chain of unrelated incidents bent on showing how horrible the new age directors of the 70's were. I am also not a fan of Dick Hill's narration where everything sounds like a scream.
The book itself was pretty good but the narrator was amateurish at best using "eye-talian" as Italian and things really went off track when he read quoted material using wierd attempts of foreign accents. When authoritative female sources were quoted a voice that sounded like a 13 year old teenager was used.
Wanted some mindless listening and the story more than delivered on the mindless but I enjoyed the narrators performance.
We always hear this phrase about a good narrator that he's so good we could listen to him/her read a phone book. Well now's your chance. This book is mostly the reading of tables like baseball lineups and standings or computations of probable wins.
What editor thought this would be a good idea?
I want my money back.
Enjoyed his take down of CEO's although examples are from the Enron era, bit out of date, but his solutions are terribly naive.
This is essentially a good book with some interesting insights which should get 5 stars made into a farce by someone (the author/narrator?) doing ridiculous attempts at reading referenced sections in the accents of the original author. So for example Voltaire quotes are spoken in a ridiculous French accent. It is so bad that it makes the book into a bad joke. How could an editor let this happen?
It seems that Follett has about 5 or 6 cardboard character templates that populate all his books. It is so wooden even John Lee can't bring them to life.
About the only thing humorous about this audiobook was Bouton laughing at his own jokes.
Going with the generally good reviews and that it was on sale i downloaded it. Same old predictable situations, same old predictable characters. Is there nothing on the best seller fiction list that isn't chick-lit? I fast forwarded through first half and then just deleted second half.
Basically a long boring essay about being low man on the college totem pole, read in a monotone. Got half way through but could not finish it.
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