In my post written on completing Ulysses, I twitched briefly at my sacrilegious description of parts of Ulysses being tedious. Foremost to my mind was the Oxen in the Sun episode, a miscellany of parodied archaic English prose styles, which I found almost unbearable.
Reading this passage in Declan Kiberd’s Ulysses and Us released me from my disrespectful discomfiture:
The legend of its forbidding difficulty has scared readers off, but so has the silly notion of its monumental perfection: as one critic writers, ‘each chapter, where not one false note, not one error, not one thing to regret is discernible’. How Joyce would have laughed at that! The Irish novelist Roddy Doyle was nearer the mark when he said that many passages stood in dire need of an editor. A young art lover like Sylvia Beach, intimidated by Joyce’s reputation, was in no position to warn him that some episodes go on too long.