magibson

Layering the practical and fanciful, clipping on imagined lifesavers, mentally fingering distant places and people and things to rest the crazed and rumpled gaze, Gibson tersely and swiftly cobbles a stubbornly practical story of what it is to be a crabber on the Bering Sea. No one would bother making any of this up. With no one to count on but each other, driven to excesses of hatred and affect