Labyrinth

I grew increasingly infuriated with this book. Perhaps I had too high hopes for it. I'd anticipated a literary version of Dan Brown - all the excitment and adventure, but well written.

As a number of other Goodreads reviewers have pointed out, it's actually the direct opposite of Dan Brown. Everything he does badly, Mosse does well. Unfortunately, it also means that what Brown does well, Mosse does badly. Primarily, plotting.

Brown has puzzles and secrets and mysteries and twists and brawls which drive you relentlessly forward. Sure, it's not pretty, but it's engaging. Mosse seems to edge around all of these things: there are chases and fights, but they entail no peril; there are secrets, but they are mundane; there's what I think is supposed to be a twist but it was already clear after 200 of the 550 interminable pages. (Spoiler: Audric Baillard is Sajhe!)

But there are no puzzles. There's no clever working out, or excited discoveries. As a reader you don't feel like you're joining in the uncovering of a mystery. There's just a ring, and a disc, and some books, all of which have some mystical (religious?) powers.

And there's another difference: Brown's books are very much rooted in reality, the grim treachery of religions, and the people who use them for their own ends. Labyrinth is supernatural, though without much explanation or excitement. You pretty soon get bored of people half-recognising other characters, or feeling like they've been somewhere before, but not knowing why. All this tentative, allusive language is an apt representation of reading the book. There's just no way in. There's a ghost of something fun and compelling, but it's evasive.

And there's absolutely no need for this book to be 500 pages. After 400 pages of tedium, there's then 50 pages of exposition where one character just tells another character what other boring stuff happened.

I'm sure that all the historical research would be interesting to anyone who's keen on this period of history - and I certainly learnt a lot more from this than anything Robert Langdon uncovers on his own terrifying thrill rides through Europe.

But if I've bought a ticket to a theme park I'd much rather spend 10 minutes on a rollercoaster than an hour in a lecture theatre.

I was going to give it 3 stars but have wound myself up writing this and realised that I didn't really enjoy it, at all, so have dropped it to 2 stars.