Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell
Published March 2, 2011
- Author George Orwell
I vaguely remember attempting to read this book a couple of times when I was younger, probably far too young to really make sense of it. That would explain why I only ever got to the first few chapters.
I had recollections of Winston sitting at his desk and rewriting bits of history but that was pretty much all I knew about the story. This time round, I was loving it and easily got through the first half of the book.
I stalled a bit when I got to the book inside the book. I’m all for books having a message and this kind of dystopian novel is clearly trying to give the author’s view on what the future could be like, but he was doing a perfectly fine job within the confines of the story. The book within a book sort of bored me a little, and then I felt guilty for feeling bored, and then I just wanted to get to the end.
But that’s not to say I didn’t enjoy it. It’s a fascinating portrayal of life, and I particularly loved the conversation Winston had with his friend about how the new language is constructed and being whittled down to essentially nothing. Plenty to learn and take in, I suspect I shall have to read this again when I am again a bit older and perhaps a bit wiser too.