
To be honest, I laughed much more than twice because the protagonists have a "luck" that not even the miracle workers of Lourdes can boast. Always on the edge of an abyss, they come out unharmed not so much because of their supposed extremely high intelligence quotient, which in reality must be very close to zero given the stupid things they do, but because of the unbelievable "random" coincidences. In Dan Brown's novels, in fact, "chance" is always and strictly on the side of the good guys and he doesn't give a damn about appearing overly tendentious. No, not him. He has a precise task: to be the guardian angel of those idiots who insist on getting into trouble. Are they looking for a needle in a haystack? They will find it. Are they about to fall from a thirty-story building and are hanging from the windowsill of a window only with the little finger of their left hand? Someone will pass by and pull them up. A merciless killer who has never missed a shot in his life is chasing them? He won't hit a single shot even if he cries. Are they looking for an essential access code? They will go on the Internet, type in the question and receive the answer.
For some obscure reason, Dan Brown's "chance" aspires to an official recognition of its constant yet useless bravado. Probably he has a very demanding super-ego that doesn't give him a break, poor thing.
In conclusion, then, as a thriller, which it claims to be, the evaluation is one star (half a star would be more appropriate, but it's not possible because there isn't one). But as a comic novel, no one can take away the five stars from it. ;-)