Title: What a pill!
Product review: "Zen and the Art" is one of my favorite books of all time -- exquisitely focused and balanced, a fascinating exploration of intellectual high ground with compelling human interest.Pirsig should have left it at that. "Lila" is a rambling, shapeless polemic. Page after page, chapter after chapter of navel-staring diatribe, it is the work of a person who has spent far too much time in his own head. After about page 300, I found myself losing patience with it and skimming over the "Metaphysics of Quality" spew, in search of something resembling a plot line. (The only thing that keeps this review at two stars rather than one is that a plot line does indeed exist, if you're willing to sift through a mountain of repetitious opining.)Pirsig should have heeded the final lesson on Quality from his first book and never written his 11,000 index cards. Or "Lila."
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