Look, I get it. It’s a classic. Some of the writing was beautifully written and part two definitely hooked me. But… are we reading the same thing? I don’t understand the full hype. The main character was awful pretty awful person, surrounded by pretty awful people. I just didn’t find myself moved in the way everyone else seems to be after reading all these big star reviews? 
3 stars however because it was an interesting read once finished and it was written in a way that made me forget it was even fiction. Maybe if I ever get around to a second reading of this as people keep shouting to do, I’ll be moved in some existential way and feel the same passion. But for now? No.