You can love or hate Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe, but you have to recognize that this is a great novel that even made the word “Robinson” a household name. I adore the book since my childhood, perhaps, I even loved it more than now as a child. However, ironically, I liked Robinson Crusoe himself much less than, the description of the life on the island, and I usually skipped everything before and after it. I am not going to argue that maybe it was often skipped parts that contained the basic canvass of the plot, deep moral dogmas by Defoe, speaking through Robinson mouth, and something else they teach in the textbooks on the history of English literature of … But I needed only the adventures of Robinson Crusoe and the book gave them to me.
I know that Defoe, naturally, tried to create not so much a pure adventure fiction, but rather wanted to illuminate some philosophical and religious questions. Continue reading