As a rule, I don’t usually review books that I didn’t finish. This does somewhat tilt my reviews in a more positive direction, since I rarely finish books that I genuinely dislike. I don’t think it would be entirely fair to classify Bart Van Loo’s The Burgundians in that latter group, but I ultimately decided it was not worth finishing. The reasons for that say more about why I personally read history and what makes a book worthwhile to me, so I figured I’d write a little about The Burgundians and why it disappointed me in the end (or, to be completely accurate, in the first hundred pages).