Posts Tagged ‘Moby Dick’

Library Addition: Signed First of Ray Bradbury’s That Son of Richard III

Monday, October 14th, 2024

Another signed Bradbury first:

Bradbury, Ray. That Son of Richard III: A Birth Announcement. Roy A. Squires, 1974. First edition chapbook original, #LXIII of 85 the signed “Autograph Edition,” a Fine- copy with just a trace of wear at tips, in a Near Fine+ original Autograph Edition publisher’s envelope with slight age darkening at edges and slight bumping at tips. Chalker/Owings, page 589. Bought for $50 (marked down from $80) on eBay.

Unnoted in Chalker/Owings is the fact that two of my three copies have a “PZ” glyph inscribed on the lower right side of the introduction page, just barely visible in the scan.

This is my third copy of this Bradbury chapbook, following an association copy inscribed to Lord John press founder Herb Yellin and an unsigned copy of the “ordinary” edition. The ordinary copy has this, but the one inscribed to Yellin doesn’t. Bit of a mystery…

Edited to add: Mystery solved! I checked with fellow bookseller (and Old Earth Books publisher) Mike Walsh to see if he could solve the glyph mystery, and he directed me to bookseller Terrance McVicker of Bats Over Books, who had the answer:

The “PZ” you note in your query is actually “ZN,” printed on top of each other, if you turn it sideways. It stands for “Zerkall Nideggen.” Nideggen is a Japanese paper, but Zerkall was the German manufacturer. I think what Zerkall did was buy the pulp paper from Nideggen, then process it in their factory.

What your seeing is the Zerkall Nideggen watermark. The sheet before cutting, measured 24″ X 36″ and there was a watermark in the lower right-hand corner of the full sheet. Which meant that, when the sheet was cut to quarto size, only one out of eight pages would have the watermark. Printers usually try to get one watermarked page per book/booklet, but it doesn’t always work out that way.

Thanks for the info!

Happy Birthday Herman Melville

Thursday, August 1st, 2019

Herman Melville was born 200 years ago today. I have friends who have read considerably more of Melville than I, but I have read Moby Dick, and it’s still worth talking about.

It’s a slow, giant, weird, sprawling novel that I ended up enjoying, though it took me quite a while to get into it. I ground down the first time when I was almost a hundred pages into the book, when the protagonist spent a page describing a painting he could barely see in a dim bar, and I realized it was going to be another hundred pages before he actually got on the ship. A bit later I picked it up again, reading a chapter a night before bed, and finally got through it that way.

It’s easy to see why modern readers find it such a hard slog. The plot develops very slowly, and the book packs in multichapter digressions on whales and whaling technique. (“It occurs to me that the lengthy digression of the last chapter requires an equally long digression in this chapter…”) For me, the book started to pick up when I realized, right after Stubb instructed the old black cook to preach a sermon to the sharks, that each and every crewman on the Pequod was completely and utterly insane.

But the plot does slowly but surely assert itself, and by the time you reach the climax, the three day chase after Moby Dick himself, you’re right there.

The true first edition of Moby Dick was as The Whale, a British triple-decker published by Richard Bentley in a first edition of 500 copies in October, 1851. The first state binding depicts a downward swimming whale on the spine of all three volumes:

There’s also a remainder state purple binding. The one-volume American edition (titled Moby Dick, or The Whale) followed from Harper & Brothers a month later, in a variety of binding states.

And there’s a blog dedicated to collecting various editions of Moby Dick, though it hasn’t been updated since 2015.

Also worth noting: Ray Bradbury wrote the screenplay for John Huston’s movie adaptation, and also wrote a novel, Green Shadows, White Whale on the experience of writing the screenplay. I own first editions of both, with Green Shadows, White Whale signed, and I also have a signed copy of the audio cassette version of the book. (I also have a signed first of Green Shadows, White Whale for sale through Lame Excuse Books.)

From the Bottom Shelf of the Direct-to-DVD Bin I Stab At Thee

Wednesday, December 8th, 2010

And speaking of cheesy movies about oceanic killing machines, they’ve made another film version of Moby Dick, only instead of a 19th century whaling ship, it’s a 21st century nuclear sub. Barry Bostwick plays Ahab. (Brad’s had a pretty good career in Hollywood, all things considered.) A trailer indicates it’s every bit as good as you would expect:

Wow, that may actually eclipse Pinocchio in Outer Space as the worst adaptation of Moby Dick ever.

Can Moby Dick vs. Crocosaurus be far behind?

(Hat tip: Belmont Club.)