This was my second go at reading Ernest Hemingway's The Sun Also Rises and it was easier to read as well as more enjoyable, though not necessarily a book I would recommend, and certainly not a book I couldn't put down.
I also get a little upset with Hemingway after reading The Paris Wife and seeing what a jerk he was to his wife, Hadley. And if I understand it right, The Sun Also Rises was written at the end of their marriage, yet he dedicates it to her!! What?!?! "Here, dear, enjoy my affair!" Puke.
But knowing, or maybe only feeling, that The Sun Also Rises is basically Hemingway speaking as himself, one almost feels bad for him, and certainly for his character Jake. He tries to chase fun and live in the moment, but is clearly an outsider and observer, even among his friends. he is searching for happiness and cannot find it. It's a little bit tragic. Maybe that's why it's dedicated to Hadley? He wasn't their marriage to work, but it just can't?
So maybe The Sun Also Rises is a little more poignant than I first realized. I'm truthfully unsure on how to rate or recommend this book. Becoming familiar with it does make one well read, but it's not necessarily enjoyable. But should all books be enjoyable? If Hemingway's intentions are fulfilled isn't that good enough? What do you think?