The beauty about the writings of authors like J. K. Rowling, J. R. R. Tolkien, George R. R. Martin, etc. is not in the story, not in the characters, but in the universe that they've created. It is in the laws, the maps, the way of living that these characters have. Emma Donoghue has taken this art - of creating an unending universe and built it in the tiny brain of a 5-year-old boy.
Jack is 5 years old. He lives in a little room, with his Ma. Jack, has never seen, what according to us, is the real world. He thinks that the door of his room is the gateway to outer space and everything on TV is just... On TV.
What happens when this boy eventually steps out? How does he cope with living in a world that he thought never existed? How does he learn the rules of the real one and slowly put aside those in the world in his head?
Sure, this book is far bigger than the story of a boy locked in a room. Sure, this book is about us, locked up within our heads. This book is about having an open mind, about the quest for true freedom and about the innocence of a little boy.
But moreover, towards the end, the questions in the tiny head of this boy, brings to light the one fact that we need to accept - we people are a funny sort.
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