Maybe it's the translation, I hope it's the translation. This book is so overrated I don't even know where to begin. I understand it's historically important, because of the sheer number of characters and the narrative scope, but how exactly does this constitute great literature? There are so many awkward and/or redundant passages, the characters don't seem to make sense from one section to another (Tolstoy basically doesn't bother to explain why, just muddles about claiming their have been some unexpected changes), and it never ends! So disappointed.