Never before have I read such a short book that felt so long. Joseph Conrad is probably what was considered an eloquent writer. However, I didn’t understand one single thing that was being said. This makes it more than a little difficult to offer a fair review.
It might have been a good book. It was like reading a different language, there’s no way that I can pick up a book in French, read it, & say “ah yes, this deserves four pop tarts” I definitely could have used some “Heart of Darkness” cliff notes. It’s a good thing that I wasn’t being quizzed.