![]() The trouble is that he aims to replace both sacred dogma and secular law with his own conspiratorial farrago. Brown reviles religion and treats earthly powers as a pious imposture. "I am your salvation," he adds, although that salvation involves mass extermination. "I am the Shade," the bioterrorist who menaces our species balefully croaks in Inferno. Like a nutty magus, Brown smirks as his plots fast-forward human history to the last days, when we will all be raptured into annihilation by bombs, vials of antimatter particles or a lethal pandemic. Hogwarts Academy, compared with Brown's brain, is a clean, well-lighted, supremely lucid place. ![]() He views creation as a cryptogram, and babbles about murderous albino priests, self-gelded ogres and a female devil who dresses in black leather and bestraddles a motorbike he is fiendishly elated by the prospect of the world's imminent demise. Inferno begins with the hero suffering from "head trauma", and Brown's head – a boggy hideout for the craziest superstitions of the so-called Dark Ages – seems to be similarly traumatised. Now, after reading the latest version of the apocalyptic thriller he rewrites every few years, I suspect he might be mad as well. ![]() I used to think that Dan Brown was merely bad. ![]()
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