I bought this book because I enjoyed Daniel Start's book on wild swimming and was curious to see that he had written something so different.
I'm really glad I read it, because this is an extraordinary book. The tension cranks up and relaxes in unpredictable cycles, so that we really share the ordeal of utter helplessness and frustration at not knowing what might happen next. The daily banality of captivity is punctuated by moments of horror, as well as by occasional experiences of serenity. Relations among the captives and their captors develop unremarkably, so that the final meltdown is truly gut-wrenching.
It's a credit to the author not only that he can write about this so clearly, with total honesty and directness about all aspects of his own feelings and reactions as things unfold, but also that he can record the struggle that he was swept up in with such compassion and attention to detail.