OK, this work deserved a much higher rating for the evident craft with which it was constructed. Or at least it seemed this way to me, after I endured 100 plus pages of truly excruciatingly painful reading. But enough was enough, the pain was too much, the evidence of the craft insufficient reward for the pain. A truly horrible narration by a historian with totally unexplainable insight into the details of the innermost thoughts and intimate actions of desperately unredeemable, but sadly believable characters.
Kind of like marveling at the craft of a root canal, done with great expertise but no anesthetic, on a healthy tooth. Why would anyone put themselves through this?
I show this as 'read' after only 100 plus pages, because I am finished.