Seabiscuit: An American Legend
Laura Hillenbrand
Category: Biography
Synopsis: Hillenbrand
presents a biography of one of the greatest racehorses of all time.
Date finished: 3
March 2014
Rating: *****
Comments:
Oh. My. Goodness.
I have never gotten to the end of a book before and cried
that it was over. I’ve felt sad, yes. I’ve missed characters and settings,
sure. But to feel emotionally annihilated? Nope. Disconsolately bereft? Not until
now.
How will I ever do this book justice?
What strikes me is that anyone could have written this book,
but it took Hillenbrand to write it this well. She seemed to really love and
understand her subjects. She gave them room to be themselves. She didn’t make
caricatures of them, and she didn’t anthropomorphize Seabiscuit. But what
subjects they were! You’ve got Charles Howard, Seabiscuit’s gregarious,
kind-hearted, press-loving owner. You’ve got Tom Smith, Seabiscuit’s taciturn trainer.
And there’s Red Pollard, the Ralph Waldo Emerson-loving alcoholic with
supremely bad luck and big heart. Lastly, there’s Seabiscuit himself. A horse
that knew racing was a game and knew he could win. He’d taunt his rivals, and
he won the match race against War Admiral by breaking him down. War Admiral
retired two races later.
I know next to nothing about horses and absolutely zero
about horse racing. The only horse races I’ve ever seen have been in movies.
The only time I was ever on a horse was when I was little more than a toddler.
But this book wasn’t just about horses or racing or even a Depression-era
America that needed something to believe in. It is about spirit—human and
animal. Do some folks—or some horses—possess it in greater measure, or is it
nurtured? What is the measure of greatness? How much of excellence is
confidence, and is it the same for equine athletes as for human athletes? Is
passion a personality trait or learned behavior? Also, how many people are as
good at any one thing as Seabiscuit was at running? All questions I’m still
asking myself days later.
Hillenbrand’s writing is informative, vivid, colorful, and
playful. Her research is exhaustive (don’t skip the Acknowledgements). She took
time with her story and let it unfold naturally. Her descriptions of the race
scenes were so exciting my heart was pounding and my adrenalin was flowing.
Now, I’ve read a lot of books in my life, but I’ve never been so engrossed that
my blood-pressure elevated!
I bought my first copy of this book when the movie came out.
I never got around to reading it, so I donated it. I picked it up again after
reading customer reviews. Proof that if you’re meant to read something, the
book will reappear. Would I have appreciated the book ten years ago? I doubt
it. Not like this.
Not highly enough. This is a beautiful, flawless book.
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