I finished it. There was a point at which I thought I never would, and there was a point at which I thought I never could. But I finished, and now I know lots more than I ever thought I would about mythology. It was interesting, if not exactly my thing. But I have reasons for not recommending it.
As I turned to the last page, I got a papercut. It hurt. And bled. A lot. By then, it was too late not to finish, but the book will go down as one of the most vicious I’ve ever read. I slogged through it, reading almost 100 pages yesterday just to be done . . . and it rewards me by attacking me. On my dinner break. Stay away from this book. It will cut you.
(I’m still bleeding.)