Thanks to Ed Owen for this nice review on Instagram.

The title is catnip to anyone who has ever set anything in print. Brilliant, entertaining but occasionally exhausting book centered around a torrent of puns, non (bon?) sequiturs, distorted song lyrics and cliches broken apart and reassembled as jokes.

One section on a Hokusai print I checked on Wikipedia to see that sections had been pulled and used as dialogue. I don’t see this as plagiarism, more a meta-carnivalesque melting pot of ideas and language.

Loren is a journalist, attempting to write about a writer while a dadaist terrorist group executes writers all over France and London. But if you are looking for a traditionally comprehensible story, this is not for you.

It’s a thrilling ride that reminded me of Tibor Fischer, Thomas Pynchon, Richard Brautigan or Patricia Lockwood. It’s relentlessly funny, bursting with wordplay and jokes of syntax, homophones and Lou Reed lyrics. It’s refreshing, dazzling.

Also, an impossibility for AI to replicate. It’s too intricate and multi layered. And what a sleeve! A great start to the year.