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Everyone probably has some exposure to the novel before they ever crack it open, and everyone knows the basic plot. But Moby Dick, more than other novels, is not about its plot. It's about a feeling, an idea, a symbol that is built up through repetition and allegory until it becomes something altogether greater than the sum of its parts.
People going into it expecting the story they already know are going to be very disappointed. The diversions from this story to the minutia of a 19th century wailing vessel seem like distractions, and the frequent changes of narrative style and even narrator are jarring.
It's only when you agree to forget what you know about Moby Dick and allow yourself to be swept up in picture that is being painted for your that you begin to enjoy it.