I adore George RR Martin's books and couldn't wait to hear the reading. Unfortunately, listening was an endurance test for me. While the reader is a very, very skilled actor whom I greatly admire, I struggled against my pet peeves. When he would laugh, a deep rattle would often rise from his chest, unlikely for an eight year old Sansa! His sentences would sometimes end with the clicking of teeth, which really distracted from the story for me. If you are able to overlook or not be bothered by such things, by all means, dive in. In every other way it is a skillful read of a great book.
Anyone seriously curious about the inner workings of the Nazi mechanism will receive a detailed schooling here, but should be cautioned that this is disturbing material. While this certainly would come as no surprise, the protagonist's personal perversity takes on a life of it's own that didn't seem to serve the story.
I was glad it was over but proud to have stayed with it to the end.
I have mixed feelings about this question. Parts of it were revealing as to how the Holocaust could have happened, but I just didn't understand why so much time was spent on the personal sickness of the main character's sexual obsession with his twin sister. It just went on and on. It seemed like a cop out; of course this person could kill Jews, he's a sick pervert! I would have been more interested to see how a healthy individual might gradually be swept up in a mind set that resulted in this social tragedy.
I love learning about history through fiction, but the epic scope of this novel gives the reader short and shallow encounters with generations of characters. It is very well written and performed, but my personal taste leans towards detail and drama with a core group in a shorter time frame. I had a hard time paying attention and caring about the characters.
My experience reading Sarum was very much the same.
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