I love books, am fascinated by rare books. I would likely never pay college textbook prices (or more) for any book again, now that I don’t have to buy college textbooks, but that doesn’t stop me from loving beautiful, old books. So The Man Who Loved Books Too Much seemed right up my alley. I loved the information about rare books, but the main story was simply about a con man, a credit card fraudster, who just happened to fixate on rare books. And in the end, I just didn’t find the book as interesting as I hoped I would.