My first thoughts about the book were that Barnes is crazy. He never talks about the same topic for more than a chapter and even if he does it doesn't make sense. Some people may believe that it gets better and he starts to "make more sense" but i would beg to differ. This book is extremely frustrating and I've come to realize that all Barnes is doing is pointing out all of Flaubert's flaws. Who would honestly want to read a whole book about that? The only part i have found some what funny is when it talked about how Flaubert "dined alone with his goldfish". The dark humor really just doesnt do it for me.
Throughout the book we do continue to see more connections to Madame Bovary which is kind of cool i guess, they in some ways parallel each other.
One of the lines that i found interesting was, "If you dont know whats true, or whats meant to be true, then the value of what isnt true, or isnt meant to be true beomes diminished." It makes you stop and think for a second, and then once you do figure it out you realize that its kind of an interesting way of thinking about things.
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I'm glad, at least, that parts of this book are prompting you to think (it's okay not to like every book, or every brand of 'dark humor'). I appreciate your willingness to keep plodding on with an open mind. This is a good thing.
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