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Just finished this, and I have to say, the boy's well back on form. Despite having the September 11th aftermath as a backdrop, it's frequently hilarious, but still has a real core of righteous anger. The main character sees himself as the angriest of liberals- kind of like Bill Hicks, if he was a shock-jock, which the narrator here is. Oh, there's also a really neat Banks thriller running through the middle as well, as well as plenty of opportunity for ranting (a two-page argument with his ex-wife on the Middle East situation is particularly well-done).
I liked "The Business", but it didn't really connect with me in the way most of his stuff tends to. This time he's sorted that out, making this one of his best in ages.
Anyone else read it? What did you think? Should he even be writing a fairly humorous (though dark humour, it must be said) in relation to the WTC? Is his timing immaculate or in poor taste? Would it even have been relevant if he'd waited longer to publish? |
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