Don't even MENTION Dan Brown. Ughhh that stuck up peice of shit with fuckholes for eyes and penis fingers is the true embodiment of why I hate this country for it's fucked up system of free speech. In the beggining of the book, the disclaimer, or claimer on his part says that all artwork described in the book is fucking realistic to every detail. wHAT THE FUCK! Mary Magdeline was NOT in the picture of the last supper. And what the FUCK does the title mean. 'The Da Vinci Code'.... 'The of Vinci code'???? Da Vinci wasn't a last name, 'Da' means 'of'. And NO WAY IN HELL is there a proffesion called Symbology. Shit, I'd kill that puddle of moose cum in a second, even if it meant my eternal damnation. He's just some fatass who decided to wright a book, Of fiction, Claimed to be Non-fiction. He changed his veiws about it, by the way.