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The Hungarian Uprising of 1956. Now we are getting somewhere. Way too late.

A book of this size needs to have more to say than just showy writing, an occasional insight (no matter how well done), and a whole lot of fluff and shenanigans. This is a tedious slog.

This has gone from promising to dull. A book of memories, indeed, it's like going through someone's high school photo album. People I don't know and don't care about, listening to stories of silly escapades. Yes, there are some significant shifts, but not enough, and the sexual hijinks are tiresome.

Whew, I'm on Part II. This is a bit more challenging than I thought after being away from this kind of novel for many years.

Thank you for sparing the reader from an incest scene. Ugh.