The Wall

iu.jpegThis was a little harrowing to read. Not in the way that Cormac McCarthy is harrowing to read – the writing is of a completely different stripe, but on some level just as bleak.

John Lanchester has appeared here previous, and i’m a big fan of his journalistic writing. He has great way of explaining complicated issues. His prose is rather functional, direct. Sometimes things feel a little too lightweight, but maybe that levity shows how easily an abhorrent situation can be normalised.

The Wall is set in a near future Britain, a time where sea levels have risen and a ‘fortress mentality’ has taken over the land. A time when ‘The Others’ seek to gain entry, to seek sanctuary in a chaotic world.

It feels very now. It feels like a slap in the face. A glance around the next bend to reveal a car crash in progress, and not enough time to react. A time when:

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

Worth reading. It was hard enough to put down that i tore through it in a couple of hours.

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