Decent, but not thrilling. As usual, I enjoyed Johnson’s writing where he wasn’t just quoting older tracts (but those passages were painful). I enjoyed learning a little about the interactions of Priestly and his English/American colleagues, but as I’m neither English nor American, I don’t think the book had the same effect on me that it might’ve someone else.
I guess I was hoping for some sort of buildup to a noteworthy conclusion, but the book seemed flat overall – directionless.