If you're expecting a book of the author's previous quality -- forget it! I'm forcing myself to finish this one, because I do want to know how it ends. But it is BORING. Not the story, but the way it is told. The same information is repeated over and over again. The narrative is so pedantic, with a lot of it being set up like an eighth grade creative writing essay. I've reached the point where I am anticipating the next "Langdon thought'; 'he wondered'; 'she said'. And the kind of long, wandering thoughts/and lengthy insights the characters have, while fleeing in mortal danger, is almost funny. If you haven't bought it yet -- my advice is don't. And I have loved Brown's other books.
The songs were dreadful. The plot had holes a mile wide. I'm still a Picoult fan, but don't waste a credit on this one.
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