Again, another book not about Africa. A good one, though.
I’ve never read any Ian McEwan books before. A synopsis of his book First Love, Last Rites: “Taut, brooding, and densely atmospheric, these stories show us the ways in which murder can arise out of boredom, perversity can result from adolescent curiosity, and sheer evil might be the solution to unbearable loneliness.” Yeah, I’m not going to read that. Atonement, on the other hand, was nothing like that.
Atonement is the story of a younger sister, an older sister, and a boy as told in three parts: the first set in pre-WWII England, the second set in northern France during the retreat of the British army to Dunkirk, the third set in London right before the 1940 bombing raids. The plot centers on a falsely accused crime and how that crime affected the lives of those involved. More broadly, though, it’s about how people have the ability to shape their memories of events in an attempt to create more palatable outcomes and avoid the discomfort associated with what really happened, and how writing is a method for that attempt.
The last 2+ pages make the book and are a dead-on description of living with a past you cannot change. 101paige 101reviews
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