Have you ever really liked a book and then upon rereading, have no idea what your former self was thinking?
I loved The Da Vinci Code back when I first read it in high school. Having read it again several years later, I remember still really liking it but being able to notice flaws - the short chapters that ALL end in cliffhangers in an extremely contrived way, the way even the POV character's inner monologue will continue to deliberately withhold information, the very of-the-time sexism even though the book focuses heavily on The Divine Feminine and essentially how it's the church and patriarchy to blame for men and women not being equal - except it's the straight middle aged rich white man who condescendingly explains this to the only woman with a role in the story and all the male characters refer to themselves and each other by last names but the women by first names, weird move, even the ridiculousness of Sophie being so horrified at seeing her grandfather as part of a group sex experience that she stops speaking to him - yeah ok maybe you can't make eye contact with the man for a bit, but the way she refers to the incident makes it sound like she walked in on a ritual murder rather than some extra kinky sex - aren't the French supposed to be more blase about that kind of thing? The myriad of times Robert chuckles - the most condescending of laughs - makes me want to poke out my eye. But it's still a very readable story.
The Last Symbol, on the other hand, does not hold up. Apparently I liked it? But this reread....just ugh. Now bc this copy starts with book 2, I didn't go back and reread Angels and Demons, but I remember that one being different enough from DVC that it didn't feel like a copy/paste even though it was still pretty formulaic. But this one is so much worse. Langdon unexpectedly gets called to the scene of a brutal crime in a famous location where the victim's body has clues only a symbologist could decipher, he teams up with a younger female relative of the victim, the authorities are shady but turn out to be on the good side, the murders are carried out by a zealot with a serious skin condition, the victim is the head of a secret society that hides a secret that would change the world that the zealot wants to expose, the woman falls for Langdon and even though theoretically is brilliant in their own field, are useless for the most part, the zealot dies, and then the secret is revealed to Langdon. That is the plot of both books only the plot in Lost Symbol is a worse interpretation. Malak or whatever Zach renamed himself to - why was he running around in a loin cloth and what is the deal with castrating himself? This made no sense. Also his fixation on the lost word and his evil plot make no sense. Who even cares? I enjoy a sci Fi/fantasy story line but only when it makes sense in the context of a novel and it doesn't here - noetic science and being able to cure cancer by thinking about it does not fit in.
The most egregious line "the intoxicating feeling of control derived from physical transformation had addicted millions to flesh-altering practices...cosmetic surgery, body piercing, body-building and steroids...even bulimia and transgendering. The human spirit craves mastery over its carnal shell." Just no. You're trying too hard and have well overshot it.
I'd give da Vinci Code 4 stars, LS 1.5, and rounding up to a joint score of 3 bc this copy is very beautiful. But I look forward to reading something where the main character isn't such a pedantic condescending jackass who is constantly chuckling.