"Foucault's Pendulum" by Umberto Eco is the last one I finished. I liked it, though my favorite character died and I'm the only one who seemed to care.

I liked it more than I expected to...I read "The Name of the Rose", also by Eco, when I was thirteen and, if you asked me now, I wouldn't be able to tell you what it was about. I was too young, perhaps.