Don’t let the number of pages fool you, this book is packed full–every word brimming with meaning. I don’t pretend to fully understand this book, and I think that after reading it again (and again and again) I will still be able to pick up something I hadn’t the first time around.
The tale begins with Marlow telling his fellow shipmates of his journey on the Congo River into well…the heart of darkness. Although this is a story about his journey, it is also a look into humankind, especially as Marlow is in search of the white trader, Kurtz, who seems to have crossed the line between civilization and savagery.
“They howled and leaped, and spun, and made horrid faces; but what thrilled you was just the thought of their humanity–like yours–the thought of your remote kinship with this wild and passionate uproar” (44).
Recommendation: I can’t possibly do this book the justice it deserves. I would recommend this book to everyone. But, be prepared to pay attention. I can usually knock out 96 pages in a day, but I took three days to read this book, and still I wonder if I blew through it too quickly. The prose is so rich and beautiful, but also haunting. As Kurtz cries, “The horror, the horror.” I will be revisiting this one again.