I'm choosing this week, a book I've not yet finished reading, but I feel like I'm far enough along that a recommendation isn't pushing the envelope.
I'm really enjoying the newest Umberto Eco novel, The Prague Cemetery. It has completely twisted my view of what is real and what is imagination. (I mean that in a good way.)
I understand the myriad references the main character makes regarding his dislike of Jews, but it does begin to grate quickly. (We get it; he doesn't like Jewish people!) This may seem counter-intuitive since the entire premise of the novel is the forgery of the Protocols of the Elders of Zion which would eventually lead to the Holocaust, and I understand the main theme of the book is anti-semitism, but I felt hammered over the head with it.
And like all Eco novels, there is a bit of esoterica that I should probably know, but had to look up anyway. I liked it better than Foucault's Pendulum, but not as well as The Name of the Rose.
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