I've read some strange books in my time but this could well be the strangest. I suspect that Melville started out writing one kind of book, shifted to another and then decided just to jump off at the deep end. An amalgamation of Swift, Bunyan, Rabelais, the Quest narrative for starters and a large dollop of fantasy - moose in the South Pacific? It's compelling in the fact that you don't know where Melville will take you next in this surreal journey. From Copernicus to free will to natural philosophy to the British Empire and slavery, in the company of travelers which include a philosopher Babbalanja (Plato?) whose oracle resembles Socrates, Mohi, a credulous historian (Herodotus?) and Yoomy the poet (Homer? Virgil?). The narrator himself, who is pursued by three avengers throughout the novel (the Furies?), drops out of most of the story until his Quest is achieved (somewhat) at the end. Weird, surreal but strangely enchanting. ( )

In the authors own words
"...And so is Mardi itself: nothing but episodes; valleys and hills; rivers, digressing from plains; vines, roving all over; ...and here and there, fens and moors.
...Ay, plenty of dead-desert chapters there; horrible sands to wade through."

I've previously read Moby-Dick but i really don't remember it being written so archaically as this is. This felt so old fashioned in its writing almost shakespearean. It also has a lot of dry humour and witty back and forth repartee which reminded me of shakespeare too. But if you're not good at parsing Ye Olde talking or don't know your world history, greek myth or the other old timey references that tend to crop up in these kinds of books then you may have problems with this. Melville really likes his old timey references as well as his old timey language.
Oh and he also knows how to completely torture a metaphor. If you can't stand a sunrise being described in terms of clashing armies, then this isn't going to be your thing.

This starts off as a high seas adventure story albeit a very languid one. Languid is a word which constantly stalked me through the first volume. It feels like lying on a beach in the sun, slightly drunk, while someone (probably also drunk) tells you a story... a seemingly endless story. One which you'll probably drift in and out of.
Still i thought it was better than Moby-Dick for the first 3rd of volume one. All of the 'voyage thither' part basically.

It still goes off on numerous tangents like Moby-Dick, but in that book there was a clear goal, so every tangent was annoying as it was getting between you and the point of the book. However the goal in Mardi is a lot less clearly defined and therefore the meanderings less frustrating. Also there's no were near as much whale biolology :) .
Finally though we make it to Mardi and things slow down even more, i don't even know what the point was and i don't think the author did either. Up until the end of volume 1 it was a real slog and Melville didn't seem to know what to do next.

On to volume 2! Ah the author finally made a decision... and that decision was just to change genres completely.
Seriously, while there is a thin veneer connecting this to volume one its really a different type of book entirely. We're now in the realm of pure satire/allegory, and incredibly obvious allegory's at that, apart from a couple of obtuse moments where i couldn't figure out what the hell he was talking about..
We have 10-15 chapters taking shots at organized religon, then we're off for a trek round the entire world covering the irish rebellion, french revolution, opium wars, american civil war etc. With occasional stops at the evils of civil law, the nature of human consciousness, how awesome smoking is, beauty being in the eye of the beholder etc.
Also at least two chapters of apology and excuse, pointing out that its really hard writing a book which is where the above quote comes from. I like the honesty but if he'd just written something better he probably could have skipped those parts ;) .
And the ending... i didn't see that coming and i'm still not entirely sure what the point was but interesting at least.

Volume One: 2/5
Volume Two: 3/5 ( )

> Herman Melville : Mardi, traduit par Rose Celli (Gallimard).
Se reporter au compte rendu de Jean-François ROLLIN
In: Revue Esprit Nouvelle série, No. 378 (2) (Février 1969), pp. 343-347… ; (en ligne),
URL : https://esprit.presse.fr/article/rollin-jean-francois/herman-melville-mardi-1879...

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Rezension bezieht sich auf: Mardi und eine Reise dorthin (Taschenbuch)
Mardi ist im Gegensatz zu Melville's ersxten beiden Werken "Omoo" ond "Typee" bezüglich der Handlung rein fiktiv. Melville schildert die Erlebnisse eines Seefahrers, der ein Walfängerboot verlässt, um der dort zu erwartenden Eintönigkeit zu entkommen. Anfangs weist Mardi noch die typischen Merkmale eines Abenteuerromanes auf, doch das Werk wandelt sich immer mehr in ein tief philosophisches Werk, das eine Sinnsuchenden auf seiner Reise begleitet. Mardi ist in viele kleine Unterkapitel unterteilt und Melville widmet viele davon der Beschreibung der Flora und Fauna und er beweist dabei enzeklopedisches Wissen. Wie in seinem späteren Hauptwerk etabliert Melville einemn Ich-Erzähler als Hauptperson und Handlungsträger und legt dessen Gühls- und Gedankenwelt vor dem Leser offen. Alles in allem íst meiner Meinung nach "MArdi" eindeutig als das Vorwerk zu "Moby Dick" zu sehen. hen.

A tough but fascinating read for me. Hawthorne called Mardi a book "of depths that compel a man to swim for his life". A key fact: Mardi was published in 1849 which means that Joseph Smith, the Mormon prophet, could not have been influenced by it - he was, of course, assassinated in 1844. There can be no question that Melville knew The Book of Mormon - he mentions it by name in Pierre (XXI:iii). It is therefore reasonable to conclude that Melville must have read Mosiah and Alma in the Book of Mormon, for the "great prophet Alma" is repeatedly referred to by Babbalanja, who dominates the second volume of Mardi and who is ultimately, at the Isle of Serenia, converted to Alma's doctrines (which include the resurrection of the body and many other Christian ideas). In Mardi, Alma is the son of Oro, Father and God of all Mardians, while in the Book of Mormon (in Alma chapter 13) Alma (son of Alma) assures his hearers of his calling as a High Priest "after the order of the Son, the only begotten of the Father". The first volume of Mardi is more or less realistic fiction similar to Omoo in a Pacific setting. The second volume switches to something like a fusion of Swift and Bunyan and rambles a bit, but has both funny and profound sections well worth the effort of staying with this, Melville's first attempt at real fiction - with many premonitions of his later masterpiece Moby Dick. Considering its many passages pleading for a more just world, it would surprise me if Melville hadn't been additionally moved by King Benjamin's Temple address to the Nephites (Mosiah 2-5) as well. Notable also is the character Yoomy, a singer and poet who represents Melville's poetic voice - though some of the prose in Mardi is also exquisite poetry worthy of Whitman. ( )