The Life of Pi

The Life of Pi (by Yann Martel) was a bit of an odd one. I'm not sure I liked it. I've heard nothing but rave reviews for it, and it was the Man Booker Prize winner for 2002, but either I missed the point, or the point it was making was a bit simple and twee. A bit more reading about it showed that I hadn't missed much, point-wise; it just seems that the themes of the book had a lot more resonance for other people then for me. I think any story that sets itself up in the first chapter by saying "I have a story that will make you believe in God" is always going to annoy me a bit.

It's quite readable, though the language is not as entrancing as The White Tiger anything by Anais Nin.