Another great Orwell novel. Not quite as great as Coming Up For Air or Clergyman's Daughter, but definitely better than Aspidistra. I really enjoyed it, which is odd considering it is unremittingly bleak throughout. The book brilliantly evokes colonial life in Burma in the early 20th century and is clearly rooted in Orwell's personal experience as a policeman in the country. It must have been very cathartic for Orwell to write this novel, and get so much of his unease and disgust with colonialism off his chest. That he manages to also tell a powerful love story about a repressed unhappy man who gets involved with a machiavellian Burmese magistrate only adds to the splendour of this book.