How could the man who wrote a masterpiece like Trinity follow it up with a piece of crap like Redemption? Maybe he felt his masterpiece needed a companion crapperpiece?

Ok, that was dumb, but if it wasn't for the fact that this has become my commuting book (for reasons purely physical), I would have thrown it out long ago. I need to find a library in my soon-to-be-new town and find some commuting-friendly pieces of literature.