Smithsonian Ocean: Our Water, Our World
Smithsonian Ocean: Our Water, Our World – Review
Cramer has done it, she has absolutely done it. Smithsonian Ocean’s purpose is one of the most enlightened that books have seen in new memory, and it is summarily executed with nothing less than perfection. The images included within are spectacularly striking; They represent the height of recording the visual poetry that Nature, and more specifically the Ocean, puts forth each and every day. They are the type that you will eternally save a mental image of, so that you might conjure up its countenance any time that you require a pick-me-up or a reason to go on. They are the type that cause poets to go insane while trying to think of that complete description, the type whose brilliance cannot even be completely realized until you see it, forget about it after years, have a horribly painful and hard life fulfilled with death, numbness, and withdraw from society, and then ultimately come back to only to realize that you’d been a fool for always forgetting the way they look. As if, after actually seeing the exceptional beauty that the Ocean suggests, we desperately needed more motivation to help save it, Cramer gets on to systematically and completely explain why the connective sea is as necessary and crucial to our, and everything else’s, survival. The images and sounds of Smithsonian Ocean are utterly devastating. They fill you with the nature of love for the earth that parents believe for their children the first time they see them out of the womb; You feel that you definitely want to preserve and improve the state of the ocean, as if it were your offspring, for you know that its well-being is in your hands. You feel that no measure became in attempt to achieve this goal is too far: “Cross my heart and wish to die, stick a Needle in my eye” has never been more applicable. Reviewed by Jordan Dacayanan