I read Angels & Demons, by Dan Brown, as international plane flight reading. This is really just about all the book is good for. The plot was gripping, there is no doubt about that, but Dan Brown is really an awful writer. The writing style seems to be trying to convey the tense, hurried anticipation that characterizes a thriller. I suppose it succeeds to some extent, but it is awkward and tacky in places, such as in this chapter opening: “Thousands of miles away, two men were meeting. The chamber was dark. Medieval. Stone.” In addition (and not unexpectedly), the plot elements were mostly unbelievable. However, of course none of this stopped me from wanting to find out what was going to happen. So Angels & Demons is good in one sense: as light but captivating escape reading – something to pass the time on a plane.