What an evocative work. So different and distant from me, yet some of the overtones stick. To be despised by a man you admire. To have your life torn apart by truth and forthright honesty. To harm, to forgive, and yet to be trapped in a seemingly perpetual state of being damaging to oneself ... all these things rise from the pages here, shining brilliantly and brightly through the lens of a Britain and a technology we've yet to master.

Or perhaps it's just that I finished reading this novel before sunrise, tossed around emotionally without the surcease of sleep to cloak and protect my thoughts.
However deep you care to go, there's something in here to catch the eye and stir the senses. A moving, intrusive novel, with a gentle, almost uncharacteristically diffident feel to its messages with a seemingly disproportionately potent ability to hold me captive and induce disturbing levels of cogitation.