![]() If I'd been reading it, I'd have known where to stop. I've never experienced from book or movie the carrying of a thing so far beyond the range of what is needed to propel a fine adventure story forward, while making sure the bad thing that happens and just how very bad it was is clear and effective. I stopped being in suspense halfway through the 4-chapter scene and hollered at the story being read to me, "Get ON with this! Those two men are still in the same danger, nothing changes, it goes around, but then it rolls back again, full circle, repeatedly! What is the hold-up for the love of God!" I watched Game of Thrones from start to finish, much of it more than once, loving it all, and never seeing violence that even approached the sadistic cruelty, the vicious hammer-blow details, the gratuitous prolonging of things, that I endured in the first 4 chapters of The Black Tulip. ![]() high school library (many long years ago) were all abridged. I see now why Alexandre Dumas' novels in my daughter's jr. ![]()
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