Have you become cynical and jaded from reading too much crime fiction?
I think I have. I started America, America by Ethan Canin--what I am sure is a brilliant novel about...well, America and politics. I have read other work by Canin in the past and admired and liked them.
But the characters in this novel were all just too damned nice, noble, polite to feel real. Even the stinking rich people were admirable. It didn't conform to my notion of a believable story, my notion of the world.
So it didn't work for me and I put it aside. Has reading too many books about the wretched of the earth ruined mainstream novels for you? Am I going to live in an Ellroy world from now on? What was the last book about nice people you liked?