On my way to the best concert of all time yesterday (Roger Waters - The Wall. To everyone who's ever wanted to see it but can't, suck it), I bought In The Penal Colony and The Judgement by Franz Kafka, to keep myself entertained during the long wait to get in. I finished them both before they opened the doors.
Still reading The Fountainhead. I can't decide whether or not I agree with Ayn Rand's philosophy. I agree with some aspects, but vehemently disagree with others. I also can't decide whether I love the book or hate it. The character who embodies Objectivism (Howard Roark) is portrayed as being absolutely, infuriatingly flawless (apart from the fact that he's deliberately written as being fairly unattractive), the character who embodies socialism (Ellsworth Toohey) is demonised to the point that he knows damn well how evil he is but carries on regardless (and, again, is physically ugly), Dominique Francon is blatantly a more attractive version of the author herself (or possibly who the author wishes she could be)... there are only two main characters who are in any way realistic (Peter Keating and Gail Wynand).
It's a fantastic story, and it's well written, though at times it seems as if Rand was trying too hard to write well. Or maybe she was trying too hard to bump the page count up to 700, I don't know.
Last edited by The War Doctor : 26-05-2011 at 01:26 AM.
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