I read this book while playing spot the
difference between the novel and Apocalypse
Now. That was fun. I had already realized that Conrad’s writing is not
dated, but this book confirmed it. True, there are passages that are fairly
dull, mostly in the lead-up to the actual expedition up the Congo, but this is
understandable if not expectable.
The novel is still unsettling, probably like Conrad’s
life must have been. The fact that the boat is floating up the Congo and not
the Nung to me makes it even more obscure and mysterious. However,
I wish I had the liberty of picturing Kurtz and Marlow without the faces of
Brando and Sheen.
Also, it’s kind of a shame that there is no talk
of surfing in the book, but hey, you can’t have everything...
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