"Barkskins" by Annie Proulx

I finally finished this overly long and overly convoluted "mouthpiece" novel about the destruction of forests worldwide. I think it's the worst thing Proulx has ever written. Too too many of her characters do nothing but spout dogma and business information, and never come alive. Any attempts at subtlety are buried under mountains of detail, and it was depressing reading about all those deaths and about the miserable plight of the aboriginal population. The book was somewhat educational, but that's about it.