![]() ![]() ![]() There was almost a clinician’s precision in the bloodlessness of McEwan’s prose. In crucial respects, this novel should not be linked with his early fiction, for those novels were not only shorter than Atonement, they were colder, frequently darker and more sinister. Yet the psychological subtlety and richness of detail are as acute as they are in his longer novels, with the compression rendering this achievement all the more striking. Never before has McEwan focused his fiction so narrowly, detailing little more than an hour in the 1962 wedding night of British newlyweds. In the wake of those bestsellers, it will be no surprise if On Chesil Beach, his return to the shorter form, is received as a slighter achievement, a stopgap between big books. He followed with Saturday (2005), which also seemed epic in comparison with his early work – though its scope was a single, particularly eventful day. ![]() Thus it was no surprise when Ian McEwan both enlarged his readership and elevated his international renown with Atonement (2003), a novel that spanned decades and was about twice as long as the slim, unsettling volumes for which he’d previously been known. Even with authors who have shown early mastery of the shorter form, such as James Joyce and Saul Bellow, such works are seen in retrospect as warm-ups for the longer novels on which their reputations rest. From Dickens to Dostoevsky through Pynchon and Franzen, the culture typically equates great books with big books. ![]()
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