Finally finished this bloody book! Thought 'well I enjoyed one long George Eliot so why wouldn’t I enjoy another?'. Because it's completely different Eleri that's why. I don't mind the dense language if I'm invested in the story but I hated Gwendolen she was intolerably vain and Deronda was an annoying wet blanket. Interesting from the perspective of reading about 19th century perceptions of Judaism and Zionism. And I did vaguely get invested in Deronda's quest to find out about his parentage. But that was about it. High effort - low reward.