So far this book has my vote to win the Booker this year (as if anyone cared). I imagine the structure of this book would frustrate a lot of readers but I think that’s it’s biggest strength. There’s not a lot in the story that will surprise anyone, at least anyone who isn’t inclined to believe the myth making surrounding the “great men” of history. There’s so many subtle digs at the machinery that creates those myths, ingeniously executed. We learn the most in Ida’s book, where she grapples with her own willingness to play a part in it. Don’t suspend your disbelief with this book. Be a cynic. Think critically. But be patient. Let the book do it’s work. I very much doubt this book is for everyone, but it’s a worthwhile adventure if you’re open to it. Ñ