

As a result, I can still identify with those who find inspiration from The Da Vinci Code, which relates the following tale.Īt night in the Louvre Museum in Paris, an albino monk dressed in a hooded cloak shoots a curator in the stomach. Once upon a time, I would read books like this with curiosity and excitement, wondering what new arcane knowledge the author revealed that the academy, the government, or the Church had kept from the masses and me, the poor lumpen proletariat.


I was about to go on another the-Catholic-Church-has-it-all-wrong, New Age ride. After I browsed through the story initially, I realized what I was in for, and why all the ensuing critical flack from art historians, religious scholars, and Catholic apologists. Some reviewers early on had said that author Dan Brown’s research was “impeccable.” Brown’s editor continues to stand by his man, saying that Brown made nothing up save the fictional, contemporary story wrapped around sensational religious controversy. Until then, I had ignored the reviews and had little idea of the content. When I purchased this book after the New Year arrived in 2004, I was aware that it was a best seller in 2003 and that millions of people had read it. Doubleday (Random House, Inc., 1745 Broadway, New York, NY: April, 2003, 454 pages (hardcover) (fiction/spiritual thriller).
