He hasn't even appeared yet technically and I still wanna punch someone every time his name is mentioned. Shut up!
The beginning of chapter five is deliciously metal as America careens off the rails. Ayn Rand should've stuck to tasty, tasty end-of-the-world writing.
I just can't get over the fact that no matter how much I read, I never seem to get any further into the book.
It has to do with the subject matter. Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is three times longer than Rand's "Anthem" Yet it took me three times longer to read Anthem than to read HGttG.
Anthem is the really really short one, yes? I read it while bored off my face during a state assessment. It was one of the only books in the classroom I hadn't read.
Atlas Shrugged is p. delightful, actually: turns out I still possess my childhood, erm, talent of letting ideology fly over my head while gleeing in everything else.
Galt's Gulch, for example, is hilariously impractical in an almost tragic way, but cool as fuck despite that.
I tend to forget how children's literature-y it is at the beginning because the movies are definitely young adult-y. Are the latter books that way too? That's mighty clever; an audience that grows up at the same rate Harry does.
It is clever. That's why Rowling's audience still appreciates her, while Patterson's doesn't. This is a well-docuented effect in YA literature and some films.Supposedly there were some kids who were terribly traumatized that Anakin Skywalker, the kid they related to and grew up with, could spontaneously turn into a mean bastard who kills children.