This is a very narrow story - and the POV journal format is clever as it only emphasizes the isolation and claustrophobia experienced by the protagonist. Man versus something-out-there-in-the-cold-darkness is my happy place. But holy cow does arctic desperation really feel like coming home, for me. I for one had full body freak-outs, which didn't happen when I read Dark Matter's sister books ( The Terror and The North Water, unnoficial sister status assigned by yours truly). Michelle Paver is incredibly talented for taking such a fleshed out (initially unlikeable) character and dropping him exactly where he needed to go for our own sick sense of scared shitless entertainment. Such a well-formed story - one that I will probably never read again. This book is one long anxiety attack, from page one.
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