I made it almost halfway through.

Ugh.

She does characters so poorly. They are too much of whatever it is she wants them to be. They are only that one thing, to an extreme. They are not characters but person-shaped characterizations, symbols of ideals embodied to carry the plot along in a way that aligns with her philosophy… which makes this little Roark quote quite the ironic gem:

“I don’t wish to be the symbol of anything. I’m only myself.”

That’s enough of that.