The Fountainhead

After reading through the first chapter, I felt like Ayn Rand is too predictable. It's always going to be the same plot - one guy - fiercely individualistic, whole world against him trying to force him into submission, one guy who symbolises all the evil in the world (in the name of collectivism) and knows that, one guy who knows something is wrong with him and the world in general, doesn't know what it is but he can feel it when he sees the hero, the girl who thinks very much like the hero, loves him and punishes him/herself/both for that, the all powerful guy who acts against his every belief to accumulate all that power, who knows whats wrong with the world and uses it to his own advantage, and all the other characters supporting either the hero or the villain, who are mere spectators/listeners, just there to emphasize their beliefs. It was the same in Atlas Srugged, and in We the living. Wonder what she has gone through in the Soviet Union that she hates the idea of the collective so much. But this novel is different in that it depicts the conflict more vividly. That might be because this is the first novel in which she presented her idea of the heroic in man. In Atlas shrugged, the readers are expected to be already familiar with her ideas, and when I read that first, I was totally baffled. It took a lot of effort to gather and understand what was happenning and why it was happenning. But after reading this, I can identify lot of similarities between the two and I can make much better sense out of the former as well. Overall, a good read and there are certain passages that make me wonder how in the name of hell could she write something like that. But there's a little paradox I see here. Seems the novel became an instant classic. And people in the novel say if we can't comprehend what she is writing, it must be something great, about a character who happens to be a writer. Now could this be the reason why this book became a classic :P?