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1949 il
16+
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1984 is a political and dystopian science-fiction novel set in Airstrip One, a province of the superstate Oceania. It is a mind-numbing world which in a state of perpetual war, omnipresent government surveillance and public manipulation. Dictated by a political system, called Ingsoc, the lives of its people is under the control of privileged elite of the «Inner Party» which persecutes individualism and independent thinking as «thought crime.» Due to the novel's huge popularity, many of its terms and concepts, such as Big Brother, doublethink, thoughtcrime, Newspeak, Room 101, telescreen, 2 + 2 = 5, and memory hole, have entered into common use since its publication in 1949. It has also popularised the adjective «Orwellian», which describes official deception, secret surveillance, and manipulation of recorded history by a totalitarian or authoritarian state.
George Orwell (1903-1950) whose real name was Eric Arthur Blair was an English novelist, essayist, journalist and critic. His work is marked by lucid prose, awareness of social injustice, opposition to totalitarianism, and outspoken support of democratic socialism.
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Сильная, пробирающая история, которая, к счастью, не отражает нашу реальность благодаря своей совершенно антиутопичной и доведённой до абсурда мрачности повестования. Много жутких сцен, которые я не посоветовала бы читать детям до шестнадцати лет. В целом, книга неплохая, но мотивация и идеи главного героя ставят под сомнение теоретическую ценность произведения, особенно учитывая отсутствие нравственных ценностей, которое в этой книге показано чуть ли не повсеместно, особенно среди персонажей, которые должны априори вызывать у читателей симпатию, этот диссонанс и отпугивает от книги и от дальнейшего ознакомления с творчеством данного писателя.
which will soon grow up into man-eaters. There was a sort of calculating ferocity in the boy's eye, a quite evident desire to hit or kick Winston and a consciousness of being very nearly big enough to do so. It was a good job it was not a real pistol he was holding, Winston thought. Mrs. Parsons's eyes flitted nervously from Winston to the children, and back again. In the better light of the living room he noticed with interest that there actually was dust in the creases of her face. "They do g
He began walking jerkily up and down, evidently unable to keep still
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in the bazaars of China
There was a dull aching in his belly. It had been there ever since they had bundled him into the closed van and driven him away