The theological elements in the final chapters, bogged down this mostly interesting read. As any memoir it has seen its share of questions on its historical accuracy. But it's a primary source people, the man only has himself to draw from for information. It is in narrative form because he wanted people to read it and understand the slave systems not because he was coping Robinson Crusoe. Like Dana's Three Years Before the Mast it is a narrative with a argument, a political work as well as a historical one and should be understood in that context.