After a few dozen pages of what I felt like was mostly incomprehensible abstract talk he drops down to Earth. After that it becomes a pleasant read. Ignoring the epic one liners that are seemingly taken out of context everywhere he gets his point across pretty well. Personally, I don't get it, and probably will never understand how an absurdist can end up anywhere but in misery. Do something for nothing? No thank you.
I didn’t rate this because I couldn’t figure out what to rate it. Much of this I didn’t understand. My main takeaway is that there is freedom in acknowledging life is absurd and that there is joy to be had in that space. I think
I'm unable to give a rating to this book - partly because I find myself unable to judge a work of philosophy which is unanimously considered to be brilliant, and partly because there were a lot of things that went way over my head. Especially in the middle of the book where Camus goes heavy handed into explaining what the Absurd is and his critics of the contemporary philosophers. I was unable to follow because it requires at least a general understanding of the works of people that he criticises.
This will require at least one, and possibly multiple, re-reads for me to finally be able to say that yes, I read The Myth of Sisyphus and I "understood" it. Until then, this essay will remain an enigma to me.
