I wanted to enjoy this book more than I did. I wanted a big, rousing, pirate tale. Pirate Latitudes just didn’t hit the mark. I think part of it was a mental block. As someone who has written a few unpublished novels, I have to wonder if the late Michael Crichton really wanted this story to see the light of day. For those unfamiliar, it was found on his computer after he passed away. I’m not sure I would love it very much if my un-edited, un-polished manuscripts saw the light of day without my consent.
That’s not to say the story was un-polished. It was well written, obviously edited, and really was a complete story. It just didn’t quite do what I wanted it to, which was to sweep me into the Caribbean and immerse me in a story. This novel is fine as a pirate story but it wasn’t more than that. It was just a story. It didn’t stick with me. It didn’t make me want to revisit the pirates again. That’s what I wanted.
I’m glad I read this novel. I enjoyed parts of it very much and once the large cast of characters came together, the story had a nice flow. But then it was over and I put the book away. It’s worth a read and would be fun to read while cruising the Caribbean!
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