Sunday, March 09, 2008
There was something of a vogue for books about whaling voyages a couple of years ago, but I just got around to reading this book. Perhaps I'm jaded by television violence, but the voyage's murderousness only seemed remarkable due to the identity of one of the victims (the captain). The rest is what I would have thought to be run-of-the-mill nineteenth century maritime brutality and misadventure. Between this, Moby-Dick, and In the Heart of the Sea, I now know as much as anyone would want to about blubber. Recommended, but not to purchase.
Posted by Amber at 11:29 PM