Vigil by George Saunders
Monday, January 26, 2026 at 9:18AM 
Published by Random House on January 27, 2026
A growing number of novels tackle climate change in scenes of a postapocalyptic future. George Saunders has never been one to follow a beaten path. His focus is on the fate of a successful oilman who bamboozled the public by sowing doubt about climate science. In his dying hour, will the man repent or will his narcissism blind him to any understanding of the harm he caused?
The story is narrated by Jill “Doll” Blaine. Jill’s body is buried in a cemetery in Stanley, Indiana. She was happily married to Lloyd until they switched cars and she was blown up in an explosion that targeted her husband.
Jill was elevated after she died. She is tasked with comforting people in their hour of death. Her latest charge is J.K. Boone. A French ghost tells Jill that rather than comforting Boone, she should “lead him, as quickly as possible, to contrition, shame, and self-loathing.” Boone wants nothing to do with contrition because “against heavy odds, he’d lived an extraordinary life full of tremendous accomplishment and had always done his best and, in sum, had done nothing wrong, not a goddamn thing, and was leaving behind no lasting harm, zero, nada, none at all: a world better for having had him in it, period, full stop.”
Boone’s narcissism is the foundation of the novel’s humor. Boone believes he had been “more important to the lives of the people on earth during his time than the vast majority of those dead-and-buried folks had been to theirs. That was just a fact. Even if you included kings. Strange but true: he’d had more actual power than most kings of old. Someone had told him that once and he supposed it was true. What a thing.”
Boone’s thoughts are occupied by buzz words. He argues that any trivial harm his business causes to the climate is more than offset by “progress,” “growth,” and “free markets.” He feels no qualms about paying scientists to cook their research so they could claim that climate change is not influenced by the fossil fuel industry. He would “stand onstage there in front of some packed auditorium and say: Right here, signatures from seventeen thousand scientists who don’t believe the science here is rock-solid.” Scrutiny of the petition would reveal thousands of signatures of people who didn’t exist but by the time inconvenient facts were revealed, low-information citizens had cemented the belief that climate change is a hoax. Their ignorance made it possible for Boone to head off political momentum toward clean energy alternatives.
Jill encounters other ghosts as she hangs with Boone, including the pseudo-scientists he exploited and victims of fires and drought and other climate-related catastrophes who are less interested in comforting Boone than in torturing him. She takes an amusing detour to a nearby wedding but eventually returns to her duty with the self-centered oil man.
As much as certain branches of theology suggest the importance of repentance and atonement, is it realistic to believe that a lifetime of self-deception can be overcome at the end? A reader might appreciate Vigil for the philosophical and theological questions its poses. On a different level, a reader might be amused by the offbeat story Saunders tells. Either way, this end-of-life scenario showcases Saunders’ ability to advance unique perspectives about serious issues without taking himself too seriously. Saunders is always funny and that’s a sufficient reason to breeze through Vigil.
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