“For my part, I take my stand in human anatomy.” (3.5 stars)
This is a book that annoyed me occasionally while I was reading it, and yet I enjoyed it. Had it been a longer book my opinion might be different, but for what it is, the length is just about right. In THE ANATOMIST, author Bill Hayes examines the lives (what little is known) of Henry Gray and Henry Vandyke Carter, the author and illustrator of the famous anatomy book, GRAY’s ANATOMY.
It is an interesting read, and Mr. Hayes seems to have done his homework to prepare to write this text. But, too often for my tastes THE ANATOMIST is too much about Bill Hayes. He slips himself center stage at the most awkward moments. It is almost as if he cannot help himself. Hayes’ healthy ego is a distraction, especially in chapter 11 of this text.
The greatest strength and weakness of this book come from the same place.
The source for much of the material and research for this book are the diaries and letters of Henry Vandyke Carter. Mr. Hayes does a very nice job of analyzing the nature of diary writing, and often makes good observations about such personal writing that are excellent to ponder, even outside the realm of the subject of this book. Consider what Hayes says about when diaries stop being produced. “A diary does not come to a neat, tidy ending. The diarist just doesn’t show up one day.” Anyone who has kept a journal or diary knows the truth of that statement.
On the flip side, too often Hayes will assume what an entry by Carter really means. He seems to base this on his personal opinion/desires as opposed to what the circumstances at that time might suggest. I realize conjecture is hard to avoid in a work like this, but even when I agreed with Hayes’ assumptions it annoyed me. It just seemed unfair to his subjects, and it happens a little too often in this text.
An especially lovely section is when Hayes makes a enchanting and sentimental corollary between connective tissue on our bodies, and what ‘connection’ means in our everyday lives. It is a delightful observation that occurs on page 173 in the hardcover edition of this book.
Another device that works well is the division of text between the lives of the authors of the famous anatomy book, and Mr. Hayes learning about anatomy and doing lots of dissection with cadavers at UCSF.
Here are some lines that jumped out at me:
• “Knowledge is endless, and the most experienced person will find that he still has much to learn.”
• “There is no better gauge of a friendship, I believe, than the ability to do nothing together…”
• “I think that one of the strangest things about losing a longtime partner: the very person you most want to talk to about your loss is the person who is gone.”
THE ANATOMIST ends very well. I think the last paragraph is almost a darn perfect manner in which to end this text. I don’t think this book is anything brilliant, but I unexpectedly enjoyed this read.