I understand this is regarded as "great", but I struggled. Just completely impossible to connect to. The lack of plot didn't help. The vivid hell section redeemed it for me, somewhat, but I wouldn't recommend this to anyone. At times it felt tortuous. It certainly has put me off attempting Ulysses anytime soon.
And am I the only one that think it is ridiculous to have 600 notes over 276 pages? The constant turning to the back was frustrating (I don't know if this is different for other editions, mind).
While reading I couldn't help but think of a passage from [a:Bukowski|13275|Charles Bukowski|https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/authors/1387554724p2/13275.jpg]'s [b:Hollywood|38505|Hollywood|Charles Bukowski|https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/books/1361998529s/38505.jpg|1195198]:
"Maybe he was a genius. I didn't want to get bitter about it. But I had had Genius pushed at me all through school...all those dullards...it all just laid on you like a slab of cement, and you wanted to get out and away, they were like heavy stupid parents insisting upon regulations and ways that would make even the dead cringe."
Maybe I undermined myself by quoting Bukowski, who knows?
Maybe I just don't *get*
it? (Or Joyce)