Liquorature Gathering #038 – “The Lost Symbol” (Dan Brown)
Date: March, 2012
Whisky: Bruichladdich Black Art 2.2, Jura Superstition, Whyte & Mackay 21
Ahhh…Dan Brown. The ultimate fodder for the pseudo-intellects and armchair conspiracy theorists (those that are too lazy to do their own research, but want to spout about how the Masons or Templars are secretly running the world when they sit around with their bridge partners). It’s easy to scoff at the lit-lite Eco-for-Dummies approach of Dan Brown, but maybe that’s just why it should be tackled in a club of this nature. Hopefully discerning minds can both find some sort of take-away and appreciate a nice taut suspenseful bit of thriller fluff for what it is. A monopolization of a few hours and a reason to gather with mates and discuss.
Is it just me or did it really feel like DB was reaching on this one. Angels & Demons had a dark esoteric edge to it that was fresh and invigorating. The Da Vinci Code, while not necessarily as original as initially believed, was a helluva whirlwind ride in soundbite chapters and breathless page-turning. This one felt a little…forced.
Still some cool scenes, which I’ll nae cover here for fear of spoiler accusations, but the overall plot felt a little silly, contrived and overly weighty in contrast to the relatively fragile storyline. Meh…maybe that’s just me. Either way…a book like this is generally a rather fast and enjoyable read, and Dan Brown’s subject matter leaves much wiggle room in terms of discussion. One should be able to run with countless topics that fall out from his novels.
In playing to the thematic, Scott tracked down a couple of nifties for this one. None more surprising (for this guy anyway) than a 21 year old blend from Whyte and Mackay. This one he nabbed for the rather arcane looking gold medallion emblazoned on the face of the bottle. Fortunately, the juice inside this squat little bit of glass was rather delightful. Much more in line with a single malt than a blend. Apres ca…Bruichladdich Black Arts 2.2 21 y.o. A dark bit of packaging covered in symbology and cloaked in mystery. Bruichladdich’s master distiller, Jim McEwan, closely guards the secrets as to how this one was put together. Methinks a marriage of a couple different wine casks. Nifty, but not a showstopper irrespective of what some others may tout. And finally…Isle of Jura Superstition. For obvious reasons.
A lot of laughs, a lot of scoffs, a lot of good times. Exactly as it should be. Must concede though, the book didn’t stir up nearly the amount of sh*t that something like the Da Vinci Code would have if tackled around it’s release date. Oh well. Fortunately Brown stepped it up again with Inferno.
“One can’t simply walk into Mordor” … silence at the dome … “c’mon, Hammer…we need another ‘U Can’t Touch This!” … evoluting … “I think that’s called ‘small town homosexual’” … doowoop Clint … “This cat’s gotta burn his rolodex”