I can't help but post one reader's "review" of Herzog...'cause I couldn't stop laughing at his comments (although all the other reviews of this novel gave it great praise...shows how we all see things differently)!

At the risk of sounding uncultured, I would like to state that Saul Bellow's "Herzog" is about as exciting as a Lars Von Trier film. That is to say that it dragged for days which become weeks which became months which became days again. This was my first attempt at a Saul Bellow novel and I was shaking with excitement. I did not see this paper-bound coma coming. At about pg 96 my heart stopped. I vow never to read Saul Bellow again. The world is abundant with stimulating novels, why waste my time on the literary equivelant of shaving.
Note: Some passages of this novel were beautifully crafted. But still. . . . .