I have absolutely no desire to read Matt Haig, Crawdads, Room or most of the ones already mentioned!
Loathed My Brilliant Friend. I finished it because I love Italy. But god, her writing is tedious. And the people are all unbearable. I read another of hers about a doll. That was awful too.
Also hated The Kite Runner. My main thought throughout was 'it's not all about YOU'. The narrator was selfish.
As for The Bookseller of Kabul, she goes on and on about how poor they are and yet is happy to take from them. And yes, I know there's a huge hospitality culture to deal with, but it seems like she doesn't even consider that. They're poor and she still takes from them. A terrible book.
I've realised that I really hate what passes for modern lit fiction, it's usually formulaic, badly written, and doesn't being anything new or insightful to the world.
I read for a lot of reasons; comfort, education, to be transported...if it doesn't do that I will chuck it quicker than a bad shrimp.
I HATED Middlemarch. I tried so hard, it's a classic, I wanted to love it. But I wanted to slap Dorothea by page 3 so that was a massive DNF. I could t root for her she was just annoying and idiotic!
I have a tricky relationship with Dickens. Love the stories, HATE the writing. And the ridiculous names. They drive me demented!
Wuthering Heights - you have to abandon any thought that it's a love story. It's not. It's about obsession, and passion, and cruelty, and nature Vs nurture, and the concept of 'the noble savage'. Almost everyone is hateful, no one is a 'good' person. And it's not about love AT ALL!