Hmm. I wonder why I could hardly find anyone among my friends holding the same opinion as mine of this book?
Probably the prolem is in me. Probably it's that I detest, abhor, loathe, despise, etc. (whatever hate words you could think of) the pseudo-intellectual materials. I love history and mystery, and of course imagination, but, well, not the twisting and shallowly bending truth for no meaningful interpretation. I hate that I could not trust or learn anything at all. This is pure entertainment. PURE. Just full of mindless actions and fake research, attempting continuously to impress readers, but not me. Other entertaining books with completely fictious contents I can accept, but I'm personally offended by the damn stupid, fake historical knowledge.