Mid-Century Dystopia, Part 2: Nineteen Eighty-Four
Nineteen Eight-Four marks the third famous classic to disappoint me in recent years. Along with The Odyssey and The Divine Comedy , it would have been left unfinished early on, except for its mammoth legacy and the feeling that I ought to read it. It's possible I lack the maturity or life experience to appreciate these books - I leave that open as an explanation. But for the time being, I'll express my unpopular opinion, which isn't without basis. (For my personal dystopian literature criteria, see part 1 .) England, Except Not England Winston Smith, our very Britishly named protagonist, resides in England of the 1980s. Now called "Airstrip One," England is a mere drop in the empire that is Oceania, and its once-vivid culture has likewise been largely eaten up by the propaganda of the ruling one-party state. All citizens are expected to revere Big Brother, the vague yet menacing figurehead of the Party, and in so doing are closely monitored ...