Random House, 297 pp., $8.95
George Orwell called the novel a protestant art form: and in so far as protestant means simply breaking away and declaring oneself, this is obviously so. The novel is a supremely handy kind of declaration to nail on a nursery door, a parent's tombstone, a crucifix, on anything that has let one down.
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