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Absolutely!
The whole sequence in the science academy (poo humour a go-go), and the descriptions of the Brobdignagian masses, outsized tumours n' all, are all far more cruel than any adaptation likes to admit (lookin' at you, mister Danson).
Love it.
Elsewhere, Tale of a tub is rather mean too, but never quite musters the spite of Gulliver. Am also loving early Aldous Huxley (espec. Crome Yellow) as his satire is tempered by genuine affection and sweetness. |
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