First off, I bought into the hype (deplorable, I know, but I was BORED!!). So I borrowed the book, not really knowing what to expect. And going in with few hopes except the one that I could not put the book down was right on the dot. I could not put the book down. However, just because I couldn’t put it down doesn’t mean that I would read it again. It reads like a conspiracy novel, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
The hero is a middle-aged professor who gets a call needing him to decipher a series of clues left by an old man, the curator of the Louvre Museum (if you don’t know what that is, you should be shot). What follows is the deciphering of clues left behind, some old, some new, most symbolic items and information availble only to those in the ‘know.’ Though he does a good explanation of explaining what these symbols are and how they figure in not the story, but also what they mean in the culture. However, one feels that he’s missing something.
There is attempt to reinforce at every turn the belief that the Church is bad, which while I find interesting at first, but became tiresome later in the book. Innocence and death feature prominently in the book, though I find the use of it in the death of one of the most interesting villains in the book a little take a little bit of hard following. Silas though, was endearing in trying to make up for his mistakes, and he was especially touching.
All in all, it’s a good book to read if you want something nice and heavy to eat, but it’s not something I would read. It’s not my cup of tea. Oh well. Read it yourself.
Be warned Christians, it might shock you.