Tuesday, April 08, 2008
30. "The Princes of Ireland" - Edward Rutherfurd
Have you ever been to a restaurant and, in an act of piggish forwardness, asked for "a little" bacon and cheddar cheese on top of your order of fries? Then, to your shock and dismay (after eating, of course), you've injested twice your body weight in saturated fats and taste pig with every burp for the next two weeks.
And so it is with The Rebels of Ireland. So much information, so many choices to make during its creation. Such disappointing results.
Rutherfurd's first novel of the "Dublin Saga" told brief stories of Irish/Celtic/Norwegian history, but, like the small amount of bacon and cheese, he focuses on the boring details of history instead of bringing it to life for the reader through his interpretation.
Perhaps it is because he lives in Dublin and would be faced with his peers daily. After reading 450+ pages, I feel bloated with dates and treaties and kings' names. Definitely a step up from the history books, but only a teensy hop.
2.0 out of 5.0 Everybody's Irish.