How can a book about a man running around the whole world be so boring?
If this book isn’t badly written, then why is it still bad?
Could this talented artist have done a bit more with the material he had?
Can we really read about warfare as if it was just an adventure?
Is it possible to write a whole a book like a Roxette song, and should anyone read it?
Why is this book only for those who are really into environmentalism?
Is this a book for people who care about mining?
What were German readers looking for in a travel book after World War II?
Who would have thought it was possible to cross the Bering Strait on foot?
Should this book be read like a homecoming story or rather like a trip abroad?
Could nature have a greater friend than this 19th century guy?
Did this book redefine travel writing, or is it essentially just a boring stream of consciousness?
Is this book trivial and fun, or is it just plain boring?
Could we have expected more from a book that advertises itself as being gonzo?
Was this guy an evil proto-colonialist, or was he a sort of likeable dreamer?