Reviews
I first read Kidnapped when I was in junior high school. I remember tearing through it in the course of a few hours. That first read was twenty years ago. Since then I've been meaning to reread it. I chose to do so last week when I was suffering from the flu. Take the fact that I was feverish, tired and not quite myself when considering my review. When I first read the novel I was completely taken in with David Balfour's adventures, from meeting his despicable uncle, to being kidnapped and sent to sea, to the shipwreck and his adventures with Alan Breck Stewart and the "Red Fox." I wasn't concerned with the historical aspects of the novel (the Jacobites, Stewart, Campbell and so forth). The second time around, I've learned more history and I found the improbable stringing together of events distracting rather than entertaining. Maybe it was the fever or maybe my tastes of changed, but this time the story only held my attention through the shipwreck.