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johndiconsiglio 's review for:
Midnight's Children
by Salman Rushdie
Rushdie’s unruly 1981 masterpiece redrew India’s literary map—tossing E.M. Forster’s colonialism into the ash heaps. With echoes of “One Hundred Years of Solitude,” “Midnight” is alive with history, fantasy & chaos. Its absurdist narrator is born at the second of independence—& dreams he controls the tragic, sometimes farcical events inflaming his country’s adolescence. (Do we make history or does it make us?) Dense & overflowing with voices, it rewards you for reading slowly. Rushdie says he doesn’t recognize India today—gripped by authoritarianism & religious fanaticism. He would know. “Right now, in India, it’s midnight again.”