i finished reading perfume by patrick suskind this morning and it was…o.k. i don’t know maybe i’m just suffering from over-hype syndrome but it’s one of those books that everyone who’s read it has told me they loved it and several people have told me is their ‘favourite’ book . i read it with anticipation and thought it was… o.k. certainly not bad, i did enjoy it but it really didn’t rock my world either. i found it sort of trundled through the plot and was just unusual enough an idea to keep me reading untill the end but with no great need to know what happened next. the central character (and particularly his steady acession from the gutter through dubious practice and luck) really reminded me of steerpike from gormenghast – a book which i confess i enjoyed far more. maybe if i hadn’t been expecting so much i wouldn’t be so harsh on it – but it just didn’t really ‘do it’ for me.