It is not without appetite I opened the first page expecting a traditional polar revolution, an explosion platitudes trotted out a hundred times and it was with some bitterness that I closed it (having all even made the effort to read it until the end). The first analogy that comes to mind is that of a dinner at a great restaurant exceeded the 3 digit and has served me badly seasoned meat ... There is misrepresentation of the product, this is not a thriller, it's a story of "She" on "Art and Psychology counter"! There is nothing going on that uninteresting digressions about the narrator's art dealer condition, his life, his friendships, family and love ... So yes, there has a parallel narrative laboriously to discover the author of the drawings, but drowned in his complacent smugness, this book is all but missed!
"Take good people, I offer very generous Oh how exciting the story (as I told you) a world you never know" ... yes, well, I made the effort to read up at the end, and I hoped until the last moment to be spared a few pages during the painful condescension following pages ... well not even ...
