Monday, May 27, 2013
The Sense of an Ending
Literature, capital L, is supposed to intensify normal life. Julian Barnes knows this; his narrator in The Sense of an Ending says as much early on. And yet this short novel has the mountain-out-of-a-molehill feel of On Chesil Beach: fine writing, astute observations, some flashes of power, but small in the way that England is small.
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