I’m not sure much can be said to add to the high regard that folks have for Jon Jon Krakauer. I haven’t read anything he’s written and thought to myself that it’s “eh”. As far as adventure writers go, he’s got the formula, the spirit, and the talent. I’m convinced that he could write about a trip to the grocery store in which he forgot to buy an artichoke and I would be glued to every page.
The Artichoke Choke, a riveting adventure about a tale as old as time. One man’s quest for homemade spinach and artichoke dip nearly ends in disaster. This book has all the ingredients for for glory, but can a missing item ever truly be a recipe for success?
Yep I’d read that book if it were written by Krakauer for sure!
So, if I’d be willing to read about a mundane trip to the grocery store, how come it has taken me this long to read Into the Wild?
I saw the film a long time ago, and I didn’t like the way it made me feel. The movie is great, the story is great. I just felt bad afterward and I didn’t really want to go through it again while reading the book.
As expected the book was excellent, Krakauer must’ve had an unimaginably difficult time putting this book together, but he seems to have done it in a way that no one could reasonably reject. I of course was left with the same feeling I had from watching the movie, and perhaps even more so. I think that reading offers a level of intimacy that can’t be matched with film.
Putting together the Book Aesthetic wasn’t fun. It mostly made me feel sad, but it also brought me perspective on the risks of adventure, as well as the risks of lacking adventure.
Joe Simpson’s Touching the Void is coming up in May. If you want to read along, here is a link to the book!