I think I am curiously resistant to books that have been telegraphed to me as "deep." Some small part of me digs in my heels and says "oh yeah?"
would fall into this category. It's a fairly simple parable, fairly
straightforward in its Western exploration of Eastern religion. It was a
I don't, though, feel like it changed me or will
stick with me. I already knew everything about Eastern religion that
Siddhartha tried to express. (This is not to say I am particularly well
versed in Buddhism or Hinduism, but enough so as to have already heard
this all before.) Also, when your main character says enlightenment
can't be taught or explained, but then the book is trying to show how he
achieved it, isn't that contradictory?
As far as star ratings
goes, this could maybe be a four. Maybe. It was a quick read, a painless
one, but didn't strike me deeply.
Some books just leave me feeling like I didn't get it. This is one of them.