It seems to be the style in England these days to reject anything having to do with classical notions of manliness. They are so postmodern it's just precious.
Hemingway's short story about the fly fisherman is great. Just thinking about it makes me hungry for buckwheat pancakes and a handrolled smoke.
Joyce's Ulysses seems to be about the style more than the plot and so it seems acceptable to quit after the first third or so.
Tried but just can't get interested in hobbitses.
My thoughts exactly. The Nick Adams stories resonate with all real men. This guy’s a wuss.