The book can be hard going at first, as it's written first person in the various dialects of the southern accents. Huck and his neighbours use a country drawl whilst Jim and the other slaves are practically unintelligible to some readers. Fortunately it all made perfect sense to me and didn't lessen my enjoyment of the story. Huck Finn has often been described as the greatest American novel ever written and it does succeed in capturing that essence and heart of the frontier, simultaneously paving the way for American modernism and characterising all that was wrong with clinging onto bygone belief systems and outdated customs. The racism at the core of the tale is strangely enough not the prime focus, this seems to be more the dissonance between nature and society, impulse and decorum. I fully appreciated all that the plot had to offer, up until the last section set on the Phelps' farm where Tom Sawyer re-emerges. Things go drastically downhill at this point, with a protracted and tedious cop-out ending. A very disappointing end to what could have been an absolute masterpiece.
Rating: 3/5
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