I'm going to be completely honest, I had no real grasp of what Hartog was saying half of the time. I don't know if it's a translation issue, unfamiliarity with the terminology used, or if I simply didn't have the necessary historical, theological, and philosophical knowledge needed to comprehend but I frequently found myself at a loss to what was being said.

At times, the writing became almost poetic at odd moments within the text. It almost felt like someone telling a story who suddenly breaks out in song and the returns to story as though nothing had occurred. 

I definitely feel that this book is intended for readers with a keen interest in the topic and not for the casual non-fiction reader like myself.