I enjoyed the previous book, but this is just a lazy cash-in. Uninspired writing, boring incidents and zero insight beyond “wow travelling is amazing! For your brain!”. As Cat would say: I'm so over it!

Bored. Gave up.

Well written, but exhausting.

Made me cry.

Makes me want to be a better person.

Not my cup of cunt.

Surprisingly faithful re-telling of the myths. Not worth your time if you know them from before (but outside of Scandinavia that may not be a problem).

Bought it on a whim. Contains some interesting ideas and observations, but they drown in the tsunami of logical fallacies, junk science and overall mumbo jumbo.

Hagiography of limited value and scope. The author writes a lot about feelings, insight and profound experiences, but only rarely manages to actually convey a sliver of why/how those come to be (which is actually a point made throughout the book). Missed opportunity.

Interesting but only intermittently useful. Most of the scenarios they set up are not truly real life solutions (or indeed problems).

Despite intriguing premise and its relevance to current affairs, I found myself bored by it.

Preachy in both senses: moralistic and lacking sound arguments.

Entertaining but the research is far too anecdotal and mixed to be taken seriously. The author frequently confuses the specific with the universal. Sometimes funny, but sometimes unintentionally so: the author spends time dismissing Karate Kid as unrealistic.

There is nothing there: a collection of sort of clever, sort of obvious metaphors, presented in a sort of serious manner. No ideas to latch onto. Post-whatever in the worst kind of way.

Surprisingly compelling and deep book. Thorough, if somewhat uncritical, summary of a wide range of ideas. Low point: Chapter on relationships bordering on self parody. Other than that, loads of stuff to work on/with.

Too long. Too predictable. The few bright ideas are mercilessly elaborated, crushing this reader's enthusiasm and revealing that the author has nothing to say. Boo!