I came across mention of this book in a New Yorker article, as I recall. I thought it might be interesting so I got it from the library. "Interesting" is definitely an understatement. I liked this book a lot. Widder is like that really smart, cool, funny scientist friend (think Mark Watney from The Martian) who invites you to accompany her on a field trip to some exotic place so you can see what she does. What she does is nothing short of amazing. She's an expert on bioluminescence in the ocean (sea creatures that glow). The book is partly memoir, beginning with her almost dying in college, and moving on through her education and experience in deep sea research. It's also a fascinating, completely accessible look at what lives down there, what the biology and chemistry of life in the deep sea involves and suggests about how sea life evolved into what it is today, the hurdles (financial, engineering, technological, psychological) that must be overcome to do the research, what it all tells us about the degradation of what is by far the largest part of our planet, and so very much more. And the thing is, she engages the reader exactly as she a non-scientifically minded friend, indeed, as she does in her TED talks, which I was compelled watched because the book was so wonderful -- check them out even if you don't read the book).
I had no idea how common bioluminescence is in the sea, particularly in mid-level depths. (One scientist found that more than 90% of the fish he collected while researching sea life off Bermuda were bioluminescent!) Widder explains why this is so, and why at this level of the ocean rather than further up or further down. She shares stories about what she found in the ocean and what was involved in getting there. Her love for her subject -- her enthusiasm -- is contagious. You share her awe at what she sees (thank goodness for the photos at the end of the book and for what comes up when you Google her name), as well as her frustration at, well, the things that justifiably frustrate her.
Rather than describing in detail what "Below the Edge of Darkness" covers, let me share some of what I highlighted (which was a lot!). For example (deep inhalation): The amazing lifeforms she encounters, like: the bioluminescent bristlemouth fish (the most abundant vertebrate on Earth); bright red shrimp the size of hamsters; saber-toothed viperfish (which she admires for its "badassery" and because it glows not only on its 'face' but also in its mouth); the anglerfish that, well, bear with me, I've got to share a whole paragraph here:
The male anglerfish is much smaller than his female counterpart. He lacks a lure and has no teeth for consuming prey. For many anglerfish species, the male’s only hope for continued existence is as a gigolo. In the unimaginably immense black void of the deep sea, he must somehow locate a potential mate, either visually or by smell, and, upon finding her, seal the relationship with an eternal kiss by latching on to her flank, where his flesh fuses with hers. Her bloodstream then grows into his body, providing him with sustenance, in return for which he provides sperm upon demand. This lifetime commitment may sound romantic, but it’s not all hearts, flowers, and pillow talk. He’s a bloodsucker and a sperm bag, and she’s ugly and weighs half a million times more than he does.
and creatures with names like: cockeyed squid, bearded seadevil, shining tubeshoulder, stoplight fish, velvet belly lantern shark, gulper eel, glowing sucker 0ctopus
(sorry, got to share again: Many octopods seduce mates by throwing their arms up over their heads and displaying their suckers as if they were in a wet T-shirt contest: “Hey! Look what I’ve got!” Under such circumstances, it makes sense that sexual selection would favor mutations that made the suckers more visible.)
brownsnout spookfish ("Middle school must have been hell," Widder says of the name. It's quite an astonishing creature: big head, four protruding eyes, black body, transparent head -- yeah, it's weird down there), squat lobsters, (I pause here to acknowledge the existence of "marine snow," glowing "marine fecal pellets," and underwater lakes), Greenland sharks (which can grow up to twenty-four feet long), giant squids (reaches lengths of at least forty-three feet, and its eyes are bigger than basketballs!)), floppy sea pens, giant jellies ("believed to be the longest ocean creature ever recorded, at 150 feet long), and, yes, Kraken because, well, Kraken.
For all the humor and Holy Cow! excitement, Widder has a very serious purpose in the book. Her goal is not only to share what she's learned about all these exotic life forms, but also to show what's at stake because we so callously exploit the oceans even though we know so terribly little about it, and act as if there are no costs attached to our ignorance. Overfishing, chemical runoff, our addiction to plastic ("It is estimated that by the year 2050 the ocean will contain more plastic by weight than fish.") And "entertainment" like the ubiquitous and misleading Shark Weeks on TV. (These descendants of "Jaws" make us terrified of sharks, but typically only 10 or so people die each year from shark attacks. On the other side of the ledger, commercial fishing by humans kills an estimated 100 million sharks each year!) And then there's time Animal Planet ran a show called "Mermaids: The Body Found," which "purported to uncover a plot by the government to conceal evidence of mermaids." Deliberately made to look like a nature documentary, it was entirely fake -- actors, CGI, pointless DOJ logo, a fake government whistleblower, even a fake web page pop up that would appear if you Googled the whistleblower's name.
This is longer than I intended so I'll stop here. It's one of the best "nature" books I've ever read. Widder's personal story is remarkable, the science is astonishing, and it's about a topic that couldn't be more important to our future. Check it out.