By the author of The Handmaid’s Tale and Alias Grace
Toby, a survivor of the man-made plague that has swept the earth, is telling stories.
Stories left over from the old world, and stories that will determine a new one.
Listening hard is young Blackbeard, one of the innocent Crakers, the species designed to replace humanity. Their reluctant prophet, Jimmy-the-Snowman, is in a coma, so they’ve chosen a new hero – Zeb, the street-smart man Toby loves. As clever Pigoons attack their fragile garden and malevolent Painballers scheme, the small band of survivors will need more than stories.
Toby, a survivor of the man-made plague that has swept the earth, is telling stories.
Stories left over from the old world, and stories that will determine a new one.
Listening hard is young Blackbeard, one of the innocent Crakers, the species designed to replace humanity. Their reluctant prophet, Jimmy-the-Snowman, is in a coma, so they’ve chosen a new hero – Zeb, the street-smart man Toby loves. As clever Pigoons attack their fragile garden and malevolent Painballers scheme, the small band of survivors will need more than stories.
Reviews
A fierce, learned intelligence . . . MaddAddam is a wild ride
Atwood has brought the previous two books together in a fitting and joyous conclusion . . . Atwood's prose miraculously balances humor, outrage and beauty . . . This finale to Atwood's ingenious trilogy lights a fire from the fears of our age, then douses it with hope for the planet's survival
A fierce, learned intelligence . . . MaddAddam is a wild ride
Mordant satire, deadpan wit and verbal brio sizzle through this concluding book in Atwood's global disaster trilogy
A fierce, learned intelligence . . . MaddAddam is a wild ride . . . great fun
[Atwood's] vivid wit and essential humanity make MaddAddam an invigorating read. A fitting conclusion to a genre-defying series
This final volume deploys its author's trademark cool, omniscient satire, but adds to that a real sense of engagement with a fallen world. Atwood has created something reminiscent of Shakespeare's late comedies; her wit and dark humour combine with a compassionate tenderness towards struggling human beings . . . Since almost everything in the world has been broken or has broken down, the novels' form, whirling as brilliantly as the bits of glass in a kaleidoscope, or the pixels in a complex computer game, seems simply to replicate that chaos. However, behind the apparent disorder Atwood the conjuror remains in firm control, juggling her narrative techniques with postmodern glee
[Atwood's] vivid wit and essential humanity make MaddAddam an invigorating read. A fitting conclusion to a genre-defying series
Mordant satire, deadpan wit and verbal brio sizzle through this concluding book in Atwood's global disaster trilogy
It may have been a decade in the making, but it has been well worth the wait . . . Margaret Atwood not only completes one of the most harrowing visions of a near-future dystopia in recent fiction, but lures us even further into new zones of existential terror
There are few writers able to create a world so fiercely engaging, so funny, so teeming - ironically - with life. MaddAddam is ultimately a paean to the enduring powers of myth and story, and like the sharpest futuristic visions, it's really all about the here and now
A haunting, restless triumph . . . A writer of virtuoso diversity, with an imagination that responds as keenly to scientific concerns as it does to the literary heritage in which she is steeped . . . A dystopia over which Atwood sets swirling a glitterball of different kinds of fiction
Moving, but also very funny . . . MaddAddam is an extraordinary achievement
