Oh my aching wrists. Sam Goldwyn once remarked, "Read it? I couldn't even lift it."
I know what he meant.
Seriously, this book cried out for a firm editorial hand. While there was a great deal of interesting material, I felt as if I were mucking through the straw in search of it. Perhaps you know the feeling, usually when reading a book with a cast of hundreds of personages. Which ones are crucial to the central narrative?
In Himmler's Crusade, Hale blithely includes so much extraneous material that it becomes a strain not just to lift the book but to follow the story. I was ultimately left with the impression of an enthusiastic author who was loath to leave out any favorite anecdotes. The author is a documentary film maker who has done extensive research on the topic. This is his first book, and regrettably, it shows.
Hale would often engage in sensational "foreshadowing," which I found rather annoying. Not content simply to let the striking circumstances unfold in an unmuddled narrative, he couldn't resist letting the reader know the outcome at the beginning of episodes. For the life of me, I couldn't imagine why he thought it wise to preinstruct the reader this way.
One thing I did enjoy, however, was his debunking of the "noble Tibetan" myth. The central chapters on the expedition's time in Tibet were a real eye opener. Hale's analysis of power struggles in Tibet was particularly juicy.
While reading this book, I often had to chide myself for looking for someone -- anyone, really -- whom I could feel some sliver of compassion for. It was never clear to me whether Hale meant for the reader to work up some sliver of sympathy for Schäfer, the moody, imperious expedition leader, or whether the author was doing his utmost to arouse a feeling of disgust for him. In any case, the feeling of ambivalence -- was Schäfer a scientist or scoundrel? or both? -- made the account seem even more tedious.
Strangely enough, there was a curious dovetailing in my own life with the book and something I saw in a museum in Brno, Czech Republic, recently. I was in the city's Roma Museum, which (naturally) contains a large exhibit on the Roma holocaust. There in the center of the room were head casts made by Nazi anthropologists seeking to define Roma "types" -- in fact, there was a whole wall of Nazi memorabilia that sought to classify this "degenerate" people. It was sickening. However, having read Hale's account of Berger's (one of the key expedition members) anthropological methods and his mania for categorizing (and in Himmler's case, eliminating "inferior" racial "types"), I better understood the warped genesis of the "Final Solution."