The idea behind the book is not bad at all and that was the reason why I read it, but the never-ending phrases and the language just made me feel like I was chewing on something for hours and could not swallow.

At page 70 I asked myself if the author is going somewhere with this story and I do not think that he did or maybe I just missed the point.

I knew Günter Grass was not my cup of tea and this book confirmed it yet again.