You might have noticed that I haven’t posted anything on 20,000 Leagues in a while. I stopped reading it for the same reason I think I’ve stopped every other time I’ve attempted to read it in the past – because I got bored.
I’m on about page 85 right now and so far, except for the first, maybe 20 pages, the entire book has been nothing but boat porn. Don’t get me wrong – I understand that Verne’s ideas for a submarine, possibly nuclear power, definitely electricity, and all that jazz were worlds ahead of their time. I get that he was a visionary and a genius when it comes to projecting our future selves. But, dude, Jules, c’mon – let’s get a story going here again. I’m getting a little tired of hearing about the Nautilus’ awesome technology, like electrical lights that run throughout the ship, the air compression-fired torpedoes that send an electrical shock into their targets, the way lights can be turned on outside the ship and the underwater world viewed through thick, glass portholes. I mean, I get that it’s an amazing ship, but sometimes less is more, man. Let’s get back to ramming some naval ships and having Captain Nemo do something again.
So normally this is probably where I’d stop reading – if I’d even gotten this far, to be honest. But I’m going to push on through the nautical pornography (which reminds me, I haven’t done a Band Name post in forever…) and hopefully get back to some semblance of a story soon. Once Verne and his fictional proxy, Aronnax, stop their lovefest on board the Nautilus, I have a feeling I’ll like where this is going. But in the meantime, it’s a struggle to continue to care, considering I’ve been on a boat so few times I could probably count those trips on two hands (maybe three if a friend lets me borrow one).
I’ll keep you posted on my progress, but here’s hoping we get to the aquatic money shot pretty soon, or else this ship is sunk.