Thursday, May 7, 2015

Talk Like A Pirate Day isn't for another four months...

...but we're talking like pirates today.  The very recent discovery of the infamous Captain Kidd treasure (well maybe it's part of his treasure, but the jury is still sharpening their cutlasses on that one) led me to remember this little review I had tucked away. 

Book Review: Pirate Latitudes

And here is the link to the Captain Kidd treasure story too, if you're curious.  Kidd's supposed habit of hiding his treasure is said to have inspired Robert Louis Stevenson to write Treasure IslandI already reviewed that one.  So Pirate Latitudes will have to stand in, in its stead.

Source: mjeffryes.net

Source: Amazon.com
Pirate Latitudes, by Michael Crichton

From the book’s cover:

Jamaica in 1665 is a rough outpost of the English crown, a minor colony holding out against the vast supremacy of the Spanish empire. Port Royal, Jamaica′s capital, a cut-throat town of taverns, grog shops, and bawdy houses, is devoid of London′s luxuries; life here can end swiftly with dysentery or a dagger in your back. But for Captain Edward Hunter it is a life that can also lead to riches, if he abides by the island′s code. In the name of His Majesty King Charles II of England, gold in Spanish hands is gold for the taking. And law in the New World is made by those who take it into their hands.

Word in port is that the Spanish treasure galleon El Trinidad, fresh from New Spain, is stalled in nearby Matanceros harbor awaiting repairs. Heavily fortified, the impregnable Spanish outpost is guarded by the blood-swiller Cazalla, a favorite commander of King Philip IV himself. With the governor′s backing, Hunter assembles a roughneck crew to infiltrate the enemy island and commandeer the galleon, along with its fortune in Spanish gold. The raid is as perilous as the bloody legends of Matanceros suggest, and Hunter will lose more than one man before he finds himself on the island′s shores, where dense jungle and the firepower of Spanish infantry are all that stand between him and the treasure.

With the help of his cunning crew, Hunter hijacks El Trinidad and escapes the deadly clutches of Cazalla, leaving plenty of carnage in his wake. But his troubles have just begun. . . .


The review:

The first half of Pirate Latitudes was quite a bit of fun, but the second half (starting around the point where our heroes land on "No-Name Key" and are beset by bloodthirsty natives of the Carib Indian tribe), seems a bit contrived to me.  Not bad, per-se, but a bit rushed and less polished.  It's like the ideas were there and things were fleshed out, but more formal editing was not done.  I'm not a consistent Crichton reader, so I can't say.  The quality just seemed to drop a level, as though someone else was completing most of the work.  
Source: Michael Crichton, the author. / Source: topics.Time.com

As I understand it, Crichton had a terminal illness, and perhaps this affected the work.  Not my place to judge.  But I will say that Pirate Latitudes is hardly ever boring, and is full of all the excitement that anyone might wish for when reading a "pirate" novel.  It's swash-bucking and exciting and generally a fun read. 

I'll add more comments later, after I have finished the book.

Some time later...

And now (that was quick, from your perspective, I'm sure) after having concluded the book, I must agree with my earlier assertion that it really does feel like Pirate Latitudes was being worked out and polished as it went, and the latter half was not as well done as the first.  Some of the details and nuances in the first half were quite fascinating, but after halfway through...  it lost its touch. 

Also, the book isn't shy about sex or violence, so that should be taken into account by the potential reader.  The sex is not fully realized in its graphicness, but there is a good deal of it, and even some rape as well.  The violence and gore fits the accuracy of the events portrayed of course, but it's not for the squeamish.  I point to a particular passage in which the heroes aboard their vessel are being bombarded by the enemy, and a sailor has a chunk of flying wood become embedded in his face.  He falls to the deck bleeding and screaming, and somebody calmly pulls out a pistol and shoots him out of his misery.  The book is like that throughout.  No, I don't dispute the harshness of the events portrayed as they would be in real life, but the attention to detail can be a little bit much, I suppose you'd say.  The book is full of examples like that.  So for these who prefer a more romantic flavored pirate novel, this isn't it.
An illustration of Port Royal, pre-1692.  At least that's what Wikipedia says. / Source: Wikipedia.com

At the same time, I found the whole thing to be swash-buckling, as mentioned previously, and full of potential.  And after having completed it, I still think it is better than 2.5 of the 4 Pirates of the Caribbean films.  So there is that.  Pirate Latitudes is recommended for those who like Crichton's work, who would enjoy a good pirate-flavored caper story (the treasure, the hero, the plot, the double-cross, the harrowing adventures, the chases and escapes, etc...), and can put up with the book's flaws and the mature level content, as noted.



The parting comment:


What can I say about this?  It's random and funny in a random and funny sort of way.

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