Codex by Lev Grossman
 trade paperback, 348 pages
 Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, copyright 2004
 ISBN-13: 9780156028592
 mystery
 so-so
 Synopsis from cover:
 Edward Wozny, a hotshot young banker, is about to leave for vacation when he is sent to help an important yet mysterious client. His task: search the family library for a precious, centuries-old codex that may not even exist. Enlisting the expertise of medievalist Margaret Napier, Edward is determined to solve the mystery of the codex and to decipher the parallels between the codex legend and a computer game that absorbs him in the dark hours of the night.
Weaving the medieval and the modern aspects of its plot in a chilling twist, Codex is a thriller of the highest order.
My thoughts:
 After seeing some rave reviews for Grossman's new novel,  The Magicians, I decided to read my used-bought-on-clearance copy of his book  Codex. Based on Codex it's unlikely I'll be reading any more of Grossman's  novels. Now, it's not awful, but it's nothing special. The writing is OK. The  parts of the novel dealing with the mystery of the codex certainly had the  potential to be very intriguing, but that potential along with character  development was really never fully realized. We all know I can forgive many things if the action and mystery part of the novel is great. It isn't. The parts concerning playing the  computer game "MOMUS" were painful to read. I might have still given Codex a  recommended rating if it were not for the ending. The end of the book is awful.  It's totally abrupt and incomplete. Nothing is resolved. It's like Grossman had  a deadline so he just ended the book.  In some way I think Grossman had a movie  scenario in mind when he wrote Codex. The script writer would still have to work  on a better ending. On an interesting side note, apparently,  according to a  reviewer on Amazon, "Grossman attempted to up his Amazon rating for his previous  book by writing fake five-star reviews, then wrote an article for Salon about  it." Interesting.
Rating: so-so for this reader
 Rating: so-so for this reader
(Possible spoiler: Another explanation for the abrupt  ending of the book would be that it was all supposed to be part of a  computer game, and it was "game over" but Grossman gave no hints or clues that that was  the case so it's probably me searching for a reason.)
 Quotes:
 Edward Wozny stood squinting at the sun as crowds of  people excused themselves past him in both directions. It was hot and bright. He  was wearing a very expensive gray handmade suit, and he had to check what seemed  like dozens of inside and outside pockets of various sizes and shapes before he  found the scrap of paper he was looking for. opening
 He didn't know what to do with himself,with this blank,  unscripted, in-between time. Yesterday he'd been a hard-charging, highly paid  investment banker in New York, and two weeks from now he'd be a hard-charging,  highly paid investment banker in London. For now he was just Edward Wozny, and  he wasn't totally sure who that was. pg. 2
 "...All we really need is for somebody to get it all  unpacked and onto the shelves. Just to break those crates open, for one thing,  and start putting it all in some kind of order. Organizing things, getting them  cataloged." pg. 12
 He was a senior analyst with Esslin & Hart, and she  was apparently looking for some kind of glorified intern to do her housecleaning  for her. pg. 13
 He was about to try aborting it when the hard drive  started thrashing again. He hesitated, his hands poised over the keyboard. The  screen cleared.
 At first Edward thought he was looking at a photograph,  frozen and digitalized. The scene was strikingly realistic. It was like looking  through a window onto another world. pg. 46
 "I sometimes wonder if we aren't all her idea, in some  complicated metaphysical way. Her world seems somehow more substantial than  ours. pg. 63
 This was somebody who spent all her time just reading and  thinking about what she read. In a way it seemed like a ridiculous waste of  time; and in another way it seemed so much more urgently important than what he  did all day. Or used to. pg. 100
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