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Wow, guys. I just finished this--like literally just put the book down 90 seconds ago.
It's intense. Or... it has moments of intensity. I felt like the sister-narrative provided by Johnny Truant undercut the intensity, and I found I didn't care for him much, and I wasn't all that interested in his descent. Although his discovery of the first edition of the book on his journey is a nice echo of the "voyage into the dark, coming back with yourself" thing that Navidson experienced.
This thing really invites an absurd level of textual analysis. I don't think I'm going to put the energy into it that some have (that the book's web site's forum is RIDICULOUS). I think it stands on its own fairly nicely.
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