Yesterday I decided to read The Da Vinci Code. It turned out to be an okay story, so I was pleasantly surprised. I tend to run shrieking in the other direction when someone tells me 'You must read this book, everyone is raving about it.' I hate following the crowd (I'm not a lemming), I hate being told what to read and I hate doing what everyone else is doing just because it's currently en vogue in pop culture. Yuck. Thus, I had avoided the book like it was diseased. Yesterday, I was overtired, uninspired and lacking anything to do at work, as it had all been cancelled. I sat down in the living room and thought how awful it would to turn on the TV during the day and witness the tripe that's broadcast before anything even remotely brain-worthy comes on after 6pm. It seems one of my roommates had bought a copy and since it was there and I was feeling weak, I submitted and picked it up. I enjoyed it and I'm glad I had the chance to read it before I went to see the movie. That was one big debate in my head that tipped me in favour of reading it. Unlike most situations where I prefer to see the movie before the book, this one seemed different. I have no idea why, but the sense I got in this situation was that I should read the book first. Thus, fate interjected and I did. All in all, a good book, not the best writing style I've ever encountered and the characters lacked depth; but it had me guessing about a lot of things and the final villain remained a mystery to me until the end. I must say, I solved several of the riddles long before they were revealed in the story, so I was quite happy with that fact. Ce n'est pas un imbecile. (I have no idea if that's grammatically correct, but it's more amusing that way). Now, I'm fully prepared to go see the movie. Huzzah!
As a footnote, lemmings don't all follow each other into mass suicide. It's a popular misconception brought on by Walt Disney. And now we know, and knowing is half the battle.
