1984 by George Orwell
I admit I'm not quite content with the ending of this novel. Like many other optimistic readers, I hoped for Winston to be able to successfully rebel against the Party, escape the Ministry of Love with his head still on his shoulders, and with Julia by his side. Quite frankly, none of these events occurred. In the end, it was as if the Party had once again reiterated the idea of limitless power. Literally, in order to establish a uniformed society the Party was practically brain washing the society through acts of torture in order to get them to follow their rule. And in the end... nothing is resolved. It kills me to think that nothing ever gets better for Winston or Julia, and that they have lost their sense of self and identity for nothing. "He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark mustache,"(Orwell, 297). Here Winston is, thinking he finally understand big brother and loved him, when in all reality he is a brainwashed fool. He wasn't insane when he came into the Ministry of Love like they told him, but him definitely came out insane.
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