I can not ever give a Dan Brown book more than a three for a handful of reasons. One, his books are completely absurd. Two, his writing is barely adequate to the task and kind of hilariously out of sync for the tone of his books, which are somber and pretentious. Three, he cannot let you forget anything in the book that barely  resembles characterization. So while the art criticism or whatever counts for it in the first three books gets by me as fine […]