A review by dessa
Between the Acts by Virginia Woolf

4.0

My favourite Woolf so far - something about the flow of the novel, both meandering and purposeful, both calming and manic. Something about it reminds me of Chekhov's The Seagull - the act of the play (within the play within the play) in the outdoors, the sun setting, the bushes rustling, the gramophone chuffing and ticking and planes shooting across the sky in formation before the war has even begun.