The primordial psychology of the relationships between predator and prey are just...well, at one point, he absolutely draws the parallel between science and poetry, pointing out that someone posited a particular motivation in a poem years before it was "proven" scientifically, but that this doesn't denigrate those findings. Rather, it seems to elevate them.

That, and the whole atmosphere of the Siberian taiga seems utterly fairytale-like--it's some sort of demented ur-forest or -jungle, stuck halfway between Russia, North Korea and China. And the people who end up there, or live there, or choose to stay there, all share some fascinatingly odd characteristics. It's...yeah, you'd love it.