Rating: 3/5 stars.
This is merely my opinion of the book and a review based on how much I enjoyed it. You can assume from the presence this disclaimer that I feel self-conscious attempting to critique such a renowned novel.
Moby-Dick is like the whale Moby Dick itself. Ubiquitous, colossal, grand in scope, you name it. There’s so much to learn from this book and so much to discover about life itself through reading it. It’s revered as a American classic for a reason – here’s one of the quotes I absolutely adored from the book:
“Be it said, that though I had felt such a strong repugnance to his smoking in the bed the night before, yet see how elastic our stiff prejudices grow when love once comes to bend them.” (Chapter 11, “Nightgown”)
Dang. Isn’t that beautiful? The theme of not judging one for their appearance and instead peering deeper into the depths of who they truly are… wow. There are a myriad of deep, thought-invoking themes in this book – so many that I could sit here and think of them for hours. Also, chapter 23 (“The Lee Shore”) of the novel particularly inspired me after listening to an amazing lecture about it given by my history teacher.
Unfortunately I doubt I would’ve been able to finish the book if it had not been assigned reading for school. Some parts I struggled to get through due to the sheer sluggishness of the plot, like chapter 32 (“Cetology”), in which Melville literally writes about whales. In detail. Lots of detail.
Overall I’ve learned many things from reading Moby-Dick thanks to my wonderful teachers. I’ll probably come back to it once I’m older and have a decent amount of time to invest in it… because this book takes up a lot of time. A lot of it.