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Disappointed
Not for the beginner!
Great for a beginner like me!I got this book since i have read by example books before and loved them.I really enjoyed this book too.This book is for beginners that know basically what programming is but don't actually know any language.
The lessons are slow paced so you get it, with plenty of examples.The only complaint i might have is that the book has some typos in the code but i have figured them all out and corrected them, proving that i am learning(I am yet to see a programming book with no typos in the code examples.).
I highly recommend this book to a newbie that has read something like "Programming for dummies" as a primer.


Audio Cassette Version Is Weak
A by-the-pool light reader
Clark a fun author

The worst book I've ever read
It had no magicThe story "Hunter In The Dark," by Monica Hughes is about a boy named Mike who is in realistic situations in everyday life, who faces challenges in and out of school. Mike has a somewhat perfect life. He has a beautiful girlfriend named Gloria, he's on the school basketball team, and is keeping his grades up to date, and is earning a pretty strong B average. All of that falls apart, when Mike suddenly falls apart on the basketball court one day, during a game after school in his school gym. He soon finds out he might have a blood disease called anemia, but after weeks and weeks he soon realizes that he is not getting better, and he might have an even greater disease.
Overall, I believe the quality of the book is somewhat okay, but the thing that really disappointed me was that there was no interest grabbing me, or taking me into the story. I couldn't feel there, and it was not a page turner, and I got bored of it at parts of the book, because things were not flowing, and in my opinion, the sentences were poorly detailed, and did not have any meaning, or description hardly. I've read some really good books before, and you didn't want to put them down, and you didn't want the story to end, you wanted it to keep going, but with this book, I felt it had no magic, or the qualities a well-written book should have.
It was very confusing

Fahgettabouditt
Useful and friendly guide to career development

Waste of Money
Enteraining way to learn about 8 great composers featured

Thank God it was only 3 dollars!Somebody call the FBI and arrest that author guy -- if not fraud, then at least on something. Geez.
Different expectation?

Good content, poorly presented
Good Book with very LIMITED USE
xml for programers

Very Disappointing
From The Kitchen Table & Beyond
From the Kitchen Table and Beyond

dangerous book
Keep an Open Mind For Your Healing
Open yourself to healing!!!

Entertainment=1 star, Information=0 starsThere is a lot of speculation over the validity of snuff films and while there's certainly a possibility that they do exist Mr. Svoray doesn't present a very compelling argument. The one thing he NEVER acheives is to convince us of a worldwide underground for this stuff. More to the point, he actually acheives the opposite with his bumbling investigation, which is convince the reader that snuff films are not so much an industry unto themselves but rather an isolated occurance.
Throughout his investigation he askes the reader to accept a lot without giving us any real incentive. The "I know it doesn't look like much but you'll just have to trust me" method is the main device that is employed throughout this book.
While you certainly won't find any meaty informative value in this book one might be so inclined as to read it just for morbid curiousity, especially in the light of recent movies like "8mm", and I can tell you in all seriousness that it falls flat in that avenue as well. "Gods of Death" [is] more or less like a pulp spy novel. The only problem is that it is too dreadfully paced and full of macho bravado to even entice the most desperate spy novel geek. And as it pertains to its main character, Mr. Svoray, he tries to put himself over but instead comes across like an irredeemable [idiot].
While I'm certain that some reviewers are of the skeptic camp I'm also sure that there were a great many more that were like myself who went into it with a "show me" attitude. I was willing to accept a possible theory as long as there was sufficient evidence to back it up. Needless to say, there wasn't. As it seems "Gods of Death" makes its entire case on hearsay.
If you are waiting for an intelligent and believable look into the world of snuff pornography I suspect you'll have to wait a while longer. If it's just perverse entertainment you're into then rent "8mm". It's more enjoyable and ultimately more realistic than Yaron Svoray would have you believe.
Searching for the "snuff" filmWhat I will say, however, is that the existence of actual snuff films has been a topic of much speculation. Many view such films as "urban myths," stories that many believe are true but are not. Others, particularly anti-pornography feminists such as Catharine MacKinnon (who is mentioned in the book), seem to have an abiding faith that such films really do exist. The existence of actual snuff films would do much to support the sex-violence link of pornography and to support the arguments of many feminists. But the issue is not of concern merely to feminists; certainly any rational person should be disgusted if snuff films do exist.
"Gods of Death" is Svoray's search for such a film, and it is a search that nearly costs his life and finances. Svoray recounts accurately (one presumes) the many dead ends and false leads he encountered, and therein lies part of the problem with the book. From the very first word of the book, there is one overriding question: Did he find an actual snuff film? The answer can be summarized in a single word (either yes or no), but the answer is a long way off. The book, therefore, reads like a frustrating tease. No doubt Svoray felt that way himself throughout the process, but it bears mention to note that part of the art of journalism is sifting out the extraneous details. The story, therefore, becomes less about the existence of such films and more about an obsessive search for them.
One thing that the book does make clear is that if such films exist, they are indeed very hard to find. To this extent, Svoray at least implicitly discounts much of the urban myth in that the extraordinary lengths to which he went indicate that the average person would not be able to find an actual snuff film.
Over the top, lacks real insight, but compellingWhen his investigation came to end, the author had a problem (another reviewer already gives away the ending, so I don't think I'm divulging any secrets): he hadn't managed to come up with the goods - he'd finally gotten his hands on a tape, but it was stolen from him while he was detained in a Serbian police station. So what do you do? His answer is to make a book out of the subjective experience of hunting down the truth - what he goes through, how it affects his family life, his psychological state, the potentially life-threatening situations he encounters, the characters he meets & how he gets on with them. This makes some sense, because the reader wants to understand the mental and moral state of people who could actually make, enjoy, or be in any way involved with these films, as well as what effects such images have on 'normal' people - as Svoray says, once you've seen them, there's no going back. Unfortunately Svoray doesn't have the psychological insight to make much of this (a much better example of real insight into monstrosity and evil is Christopher Browning's "Ordinary Men," which looks at a single battallion in Poland as a case study to understand how so many people could have committed the Holocaust) - great credit to him for his investigative skills, but his constant efforts at casting himself as moral judge disallow him from genuine understanding, and his portraits come straight from stock characters from standard thrillers. This problem potentially undermines the book's veracity, but one can also argue that he merely understands these people on the same terms borrowed from Hollywood, or that his co-writer (a screenwriter) compressed his character portraits to make for a fast read.
The book is a very quick read and compelling at times, and the reader must admire the author's bravado. So, in the end, does his claim to have seen real snuff films stand up? What proof does he offer? Here's something: he claims to have set up a viewing for the actor Robert De Niro and a friend of De Niro's; he recounts a conversation between the two men in which they say they believed the film was real; and De Niro's press agent has confirmed the viewing. So, while Svoray couldn't come up with any hard evidence, the De Niro story is pretty convincing that such films do in fact exist, and that there is indeed pure evil (in Svoray's terms) in the world.