It sucked.
It was derivative (see "Holy Blood, Holy Grail").
It was based on implausibles. (An anagram of "Mona Lisa"- cool, except that the painting is only called that in English-speaking countries. In Italian, DaVinci's language, it's "La Gioconda." It's not known what DaVinci actually named it)
It has some pretty basic errors (like how Paris and New York exists in DIFFERENT time zones).
Each paragraph is manipulatively drawn out towards a cliff hanger ending that....
... winds up being not nearly as exciting as you think.
If I'm the only person in America who thinks it, so be it.
This book stinks!
(and I'm not even talking about the whole religious stuff here)
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I liked it. Of course, I read it for entertainment purposes only. (I'm kinda a rebel that way)
Liked the movie too...
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