For me the joy of reading The Wigan Pier Diaries is hearing Orwell's voice. The words are from his diaries but you can still HEAR his voice, see his face and eyes, that haircut, and wonder how often he trims his moustache. How on earth was he never interviewed on air?! Where was the radio journalism, at the very least? Is there an explanation? And that voice is so straight-forward, unlike any other voice today. Perhaps we need an extremely talented actor, following brilliant wide-spread research, to create an Orwell voice we can all share on TocTic or wherever. But no, nay, never. Read his books and essays and diaries, and you'll hear his voice all right. And it'll stay there for ever in head and heart.
I was amazed to read that, with war brewing in 1936, all but two of the people who attended the discussion groups Orwell writes about here were pro-German.
For me the joy of reading The Wigan Pier Diaries is hearing Orwell's voice. The words are from his diaries but you can still HEAR his voice, see his face and eyes, that haircut, and wonder how often he trims his moustache. How on earth was he never interviewed on air?! Where was the radio journalism, at the very least? Is there an explanation? And that voice is so straight-forward, unlike any other voice today. Perhaps we need an extremely talented actor, following brilliant wide-spread research, to create an Orwell voice we can all share on TocTic or wherever. But no, nay, never. Read his books and essays and diaries, and you'll hear his voice all right. And it'll stay there for ever in head and heart.
I was amazed to read that, with war brewing in 1936, all but two of the people who attended the discussion groups Orwell writes about here were pro-German.