Moby-Dick by Herman Melville.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars.
I’m not entirely sure what the purpose of reviewing Moby-Dick is.
I mean, really.
It’s the sort of book that will always be part of the canon, and I imagine people will always feel guilty about having not read it, or will imagine that it’ll be a lot harder going than anything else.
Which is kind of a shame, because it really is pretty delightful.
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Errol Flynn: The Untold Story by Charles Higham.
My rating: 2 of 5 stars.
First things first.
I couldn’t get that bloody tune out of my head the whole time I was reading so it’s only fair you have to deal with it now too. It seems likely songwriters Reyne and McDonough had read Higham’s book, because the lyrics specifically make reference to the meat of the work: the supposition that the Tasmanian thespian dipsomaniacal klepto satyromanic was also a dyed-in-the-wool anti-Semite and Nazi.
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Yeah nah. 