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Robert plays violent video games and admires Dominic Cummings, Boris Johnson’s political Svengali. But to properly enter this novel, as with the previous books in the series, you’ve got to be willing to get a bit lost. When we get momentarily baffled in a Smith novel, we don’t, like Samuel Beckett’s Vladimir and Estragon, sit and scratch our hindquarters. Smith’s characters access what Susan Sontag called “a little civic fortitude.” There’s a meditation on the work of the Italian filmmaker Lorenza Mazzetti.Along the way there is a good deal of talk about evanescence — of summertime and everything else. We’re with the author, banging down bosky mental paths. New Zealand's remarkable COVID-19 run is over, with the country plunging back into lockdown after four members of the same family tested positive to … The program contains no new revelations. But Sacha gets her “OK boomer”-style digs in anyway. She’s 16; he’s three years younger. When you purchase an independently reviewed book through our site, we earn an affiliate commission.A favorite bit of advice about writing criticism is from Anthony Lane, in the introduction to his collection “Nobody’s Perfect.” It’s just five words: “Never read the publicity material.” The problem, he writes, is that the provided synopses deliver “a false impression of coherence.” My corollary to Lane’s maxim would be: “Even dust jackets.”Ali Smith’s new novel, “Summer,” is the concluding volume in her immersive, prickly and politically ardent seasonal quartet. “Worrying about stuff like this was what her mother’s generation did as displacement activity from worrying about the real things happening in the world,” she thinks. And later, as John Maynard Keynes said, we’ll all be dead.I’ll provide a synopsis of “Summer,” of a sort. ... Rupert Murdoch is a polarising figure in public life in Australia… Murdoch's role can also be overstated. They respond differently to the world they’ve been brought into.Sacha is so woke that she won’t ride in a car because it uses fossil fuels. (You imagine her at the printing plant, dictating final touches as the presses churn.) I’ve compared the shambolic intelligence and left-of-the-dial vision of her recent novels to the work of the film director Mike Leigh (whose name has become synonymous with “a bit tatty,” as in “this van you’re living in is a bit Mike Leigh”) and the art-music collective known as The Mekons.When we get momentarily baffled in a Smith novel, we don’t, like Samuel Beckett’s Vladimir and Estragon, sit and scratch our hindquarters. One journalist interviewed for the series rightly points out that the electorate was ready for change and Murdoch and News Corp astutely spotted the shift.The second instalment covers the phone hacking scandal of a decade ago and the extreme threat the affair posed to Murdoch and the company. As you'd expect, the moment when a protester slams a pie into Murdoch's face at the Leveson Inquiry gets a good run.That leaves the third episode to very slowly arrive at the not-so groundbreaking conclusion that the 89-year-old Rupert Murdoch will eventually die and Lachlan Murdoch will probably take over.The series will be a wonderful help for anyone living under a rock for the past three decades. Dan Andrews' comment about how South Australia sucks is funny, but right now, during *multiple* health and economic crises, he needs to stay focussed on …

But as with a strong river, their motion is fundamentally self-purifying.“Summer” is a prose poem in praise of memory, forgiveness, getting the joke and seizing the moment. The drawings of the virus, Sacha thinks, “all look a bit like little planets with trumpets coming out of their surface, or little worlds covered in spikes of growth, a little world that’s been shot all over its surface by those fairground darts with tuft tails from the old-fashioned rifle ranges, or like mines in the sea in films about WW2.”Smith’s seasonal novels can be pretty on-the-nose, politically. (To admire anything to do with Brexit, if you’re an adult in an Ali Smith novel, is to be among the especially damned.)