As
with Orwell’s other books, I loved his endearing trademark of dry wit and humor
in his powerful storytelling. This novel would probably resonate with anyone
who has ever experienced an urge for an escapist indulgence. I would have given
this book five stars had it not been for the description of wicked little boys
killing baby birds for fun.
This
is a story about a middle-aged man trying to find an escape from boredom, fear
and anxieties about aging, impending disaster and existence in general. In
modern day term: mid-life crisis. He lives in England with his family in a
working-class suburban home and has a mundane job as an insurance salesman. The
timeline is the interim period between the two world wars. He hopes to find a
little relief from the daily pressures of living by re-visiting his childhood
town in the countryside, of which he retains fond memories. Is he successful?
You can probably guess.
[P.S.
Above all, this novel is a sobering reminder of the horrors of war.]
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