There’s something special about the novella form. Long enough to bind—too many pages to staple, words enough to merit book length without resorting to margin tricks—but short enough to read in a sitting, with breaks for coffee, underlining, pencil-sharpening, maybe lunch. Melville House publishes a series of backlist novellas—the classics, Turgenev and Eliot and Shelley and Proust—and a line of contemporaries, many appearing in English for the first time, all bound in eye-catching glossy covers the titles in a font so big you can be sure everyone in your subway car will notice your discerning taste. So here’s this, one of the latest from their contemporary line: The Union Jack, Melville House’s second offering from Imre Kertész, the Hungarian writer and translator who won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2002.



