La Sagrada Familia photo by Enrico Perini

Book Review: Origin

I will forever remain a Dan Brown fan, and a large part of my contributing to his fandom is due to the consistency of his writing style and the themes he brings up in an engaging and thrilling way. It is not Brown’s style to be convoluting or overly complex in his storytelling. He has subplots going in parallel to the main plot, but nothing that will make readers lose track of what happened last to whichever character. It’s a simple good-guy-vs-evil-religious-nut kind of novel.

Origin is no different than his previous works in this regard, to some readers’ dismay. Professor Langdon finds himself in the middle of a mystery murder and races through time and historical towns to find the answer to the classic “Who dun it?” question. I love this setting – Barcelona, Spain – and feel compelled to visit it as soon as plane tickets come down. Just look at this beautiful La Sagrada Familia basilica that is STILL in the works to this modern day since 135 years ago!  Continue reading

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Book Review: Ready Player One

This one was very easy to get into, and by goodness, it’s being turned into a movie as we type! Front the beginning, I was sucked into this gloom, gray, dirty, dusty world, and as a new world, it was captivating! I mean, there is no more meaning to life than the one we’ve created in the virtual world, isn’t it? Ernest Cline’s new world was one I could easily imagine – the feeling is similar for me while reading The Giver or Hunger Games. It was a dreary one, and Cline gave this dystopia a new take with nostagic video games.

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Mind you, I never played video games longer than 30 minutes. I’ve never owned a console until I turned eleven (I think), and that was only a Game Boy Advanced. Computer or other TV games, I never got into them and didn’t bother trying to ask my parents to buy it for me. I also didn’t have anyone to play with.

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May 1944 – Little House

It’s not the transmitter. Etienne is wrong. It was not the radio the German was interested in. It was something else, something he thought only she might know about. And he heard what he wanted to hear. She answered his one question after all.

Just a dumb model of this town.

-Page 426 of All the Light We Cannot See