If you've never read accounts of whaling (whether fictional or not), the industry maintained an unquenchable thirst for the fuel derived from whale blubber. Instead, Philbrick picks up where the climactic conclusion of Moby Dick left off to account for what truly happened when the captain and crew of the Essex were bested by an infamously vengeful eighty-ton sperm whale. I thought Philbrick's account would be another fictional rendition of man versus the sea. Having read Moby Dick, I thought I knew what I was in for when I picked up Philbrick's book on the nineteenth-century whaleship Essex: I was very, very wrong.
In the Heart of the Sea: The Tragedy of the Whaleship Essex
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