The UK Observer has posted its selection of the 100 greatest novels ever.
Of course there’s much to disagree with (Roald Dahl? Atonement?). It’s in the nature of these exercises to be pretty rote in the early going (chronologically) and somewhat scattershot toward the end. But my biggest quarrel is that this list comes bubble-wrapped in enough caveats and preemptive defensive gestures to very nearly take all of the fun out of the proceedings. If you’re going to do something bold like make a canon, do it boldly, please.