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I really love Graham Greene but haven't read him in a while, and this probably wasn't the best book to get back into his work. It's an early one, 8 years before The Power and the Glory, nearly a quarter century before The Quiet American, and I found it unsatisfying. I never fully bought into the characters; admittedly, it's hard to flesh them out when the story is set on a single train ride, although adding in substantial backstory set elsewhere for more of the characters would have helped. That might have helped a great deal, but of course this would have made it a different novel that was perhaps less focused on the train ride itself.

Published in 1932, the casual antisemitism of nearly all the characters was difficult both to understand and appreciate as a part of the story. Was this really what the world was like? I'd like to hope not, but it tended to make the characters a little less believable: I was constantly wondering about characters like, "Wait, you really find this person revolting because he's Jewish?" And the internalized antisemitism—the shame—of the Jewish characters was uncomfortable to read. Now, I don't believe books need to be (or really, should be) safe spaces where a reader is protected from all discomfort, but what I'm trying to explain is that the ongoing, casual, sustained antisemitism assumed by all the characters actually made the story a bit less believable for me. (Now, going back and reading the introduction after finishing made it clear that a lot has been written about this subject in the novel, so I'm fully aware I'm oversimplifying the issue. I'm not trying to make a literary case about Greene's intentions or anything, I'm just pointing out the effect of this theme on me as a reader of this piece of literature. YMMV as always!)

Adds an interesting dimension to George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four, but I kept wondering if it's more than fan fiction here. Tends to read rather slowly in the first half, but picks up toward the end as you increasingly anticipate the climax you already know about from the original novel. It was kind of fun to live in Orwell's world again; recurring high points of Newman's story are the passages that parallel scenes from Orwell's—it was fun to see the same lines delivered from this other perspective, and felt like I was traveling along this other narrative thread that wove in and out with Orwell's from time to time.