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I was sideswiped by Giada Scodellaro\u2019s Ruins, Child<\/strong>. A brilliant, strange book that challenged me in the most exhilarating way, with its fractured language and dream-cinema visions, the sense it bestowed of walking through a corridor full of echoes. Echoes of a less elliptical but no-less political kind haunt Jordy Rosenberg\u2019s astounding Night Night Fawn<\/strong>. I guess you could call it a family novel? But it\u2019s at least as much about fascism as it is about the family \u2013 as well as about unsettling linkages between the two. And for horrors and rage in a nonfiction register, Jonas Marvin\u2019s The Breaking of the English Working Class<\/strong> is an indispensable \u2013 and beautifully written \u2013 essay on decades of structural, economic and psychic violence. The feeling it provoked in me brought to mind John Berger\u2019s phrase \u201cundefeated despair\u201d.<\/p>\n
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