Successfully conceived and executed, this powerful evocation of twenty-first-century America gives full rein to Margaret Atwood’s unpleasant irony, wit and brilliant perception.
One of the first things I noticed was the uncommonly poetic language Atwood uses throughout, and you can tell she’s written her fair share of poetry. She has a distinct way of describing things that makes you hang onto every single word.
I surely think that one paragraph right there condenses the whole purpose of women in Gilead. Just one sentence – the one at the end – is enough to make you apprehensive and realize just how sad it is that it’s still very much true.