Alcides Fonseca

I usually read books in a short time. I can spend one whole afternoon reading a 400 pages book, but this time it was different. The book as three parts, in which the story context changes a lot. In the first part I had to stop reading the book, it was too dark for me. Not the dark as in Dracula, or some other horror book, but in a grey way, describing the world as a boring and horrible place to live.

For one month the book stood still on my shelf until I walked in Bertrand, a bookshop I really enjoy, and I saw the book I want to read next (mental note: go and buy ASAP!) That night I started to read the book again and then I entered the second part, where some hope was given (actually that's in the end of part 1, but you'll get it). Then I couldn't stop again and read it all as another book and I must say I loved it. Weird feelings about the end remain, but you wouldn't want me to spoil you, would you?

I must take my hat off to George Orwell for his remarkable and brilliant imagination!