Thomas Pynchon: V. (Galactic Artifice)
No, not V for Vendetta, as most readers, or readers of palmpilot blackberry ebooks, under the age of 30 might identify it as. V as in Thomas Pynchon. This V is a mysterious entity, the target of a search by Pynchonesque characters. After a recent re-reading of V, I was awed at the artifice of Pynchons mastery. This was one of his earliest books, and the language and complexity is utterly twisted up. The Whole Sick Crew of contemporary readers must devolve to the earlier age of the 1960s to see through the onslaught of hyper-marketing bohemian language and baroque plottings. Aside from Vineland and the Crying of Lot 49, all of pynchons other novels have remained true to density, a density which seems so much less dense because of being trapped in it. Gotta go, blackberry is ringing.
- Be Profane [Oct 6 2006 11:11 AM]
