45. The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway (1952) 127 p.

five hundred pounds of bottom-dwelling fury!

This is Hemingway’s most famous book, a short novella that reinvigorated his literary career and won him the Nobel Prize for Literature. It’s also the last book he ever wrote. The Old Man and the Sea follows the plight of an aging Cuban fisherman who has not caught a fish in eight-four days, losing hope and pride, his apprentice forbidden to work with him because he is now considered bad luck.

And I didn’t really like it that much, which is annoying, because I really wanted to. A lot of people talk about how his simplistic style of prose draws the reader into the tale, makes it more intense and passionate, but I felt exactly the opposite. It was tedious and it never really engaged me. Reading passages about hooks and fish and bait and the ocean, I couldn’t help but keep comparing it to Life of Pi, a book which features far more atmospheric renderings of the same topics.

Maybe I wasn’t in the mood to be reading today, or maybe it’s just not my kind of fiction, but this one was a miss.

Books: 45/50
Pages: 14, 566