I'm not sure whether I missed the boat on this one or what, but I couldn't make heads or tails of Doctorow's City of God. From the start, I struggled to locate the rhythm of this novel, and I failed entirely to grasp its characters. While there were a few chapters that I enjoyed (namely those addressing - in poetic verse - the history of the First and Second World Wars), I eagerly awaited this book's end. If Doctorow was 'seeking God' (as some critics have argued), I must say, I lost him in his quest.
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