God, is Hemmingway boring. I started to give him a second chance after the "for whom the bell tolls" debacle, but about 20 minutes into listening to "a farewell to arms", he's blown it.
If you wanna be carried away into a very prosaic world not unlike ours, but minus all the relevance, I suppose his books are acceptable. For me though, he just doesn't go any farther than being a travel writer, travelling in places where the trees are "brown" and the roads "muddy". He conjures no beauty, truth, feeling from the landscape, or characters. They just interact in ways that don't have even the humanity of a Sopranos character.
That and war and manliness are just the bottom of the barrel of boring.
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