by odradek » Sat Oct 05, 2013 12:16 pm
I finished that Pynchon book and have sat on it long enough to feel like I can give a decent review.
First, this is not Gravity's Rainbow or Against the Day, this is more like Inherent Vice with a bit of Crying of Lot 49. The fact that I can describe it like that is a little bit boring, but it has its own charms. It's the first time Pynchon has stepped into the 21st Century so really the first time he's written about something I have firsthand experience with, but the cultural references and the terminally un-cool cool things (a character collects beanie babies as an investment opportunity) seems like a riff on William Gibson's cutting edge cool: by making everything dated and uncool, you get to laugh at how lame being cool is, like finding a bar with Zima still on tap or goofy handheld devices dedicated to sending instant messages. Cyberspace is a really poorly imagined thing here and very anachronistic, and given Pynchon's ability to pick his words I think this is more of a 'ha-ha, this shit won't ever happen' more than sloppy writing. This is the big payoff for the first half of the book and it kind of slips away for the second half, where the theme falls back onto standard Pynchonian tropes of corporate-government fuzziness, paranoia and scheming fuckers pulling a fast one on everyone with nobody really having any ability to do anything about it.
The plot, par for the course, is completely inconclusive and the payoff, after world-bending stakes being (possibly) put on the September 11th, is really very personal and low level. There are fewer digressions from the main story, though, so when a loose end gets tied off it seems like a bit of a let-down. As I write this, though, I'm coming to terms with the fact that really no character has much to do with the plot, not even the main character. It's mostly stuff that happens and people are there when it does. I can't say if this is the next step of paranoia or not, but it's at least a way to approach terrible shit happening.
I wouldn't recommend it as Babby's First Pynchon because it's...ok. The themes that Pynchon repeats are only present if you're looking for them and this book would be a terrible introduction to them, because it's not quite hammered into you the way it is with Gravity's Rainbow's length. If you're already on board, though, go ahead and read away, it's fun.
I'm now reading the The Secret Architecture of Our Nation's Capital: The Masons and the Building of Washington, D.C. by David Ovason, which is shockingly well researched and historically accurate for what amounts to "The angle of Pennsylvania Avenue between the Capitol and the White House relative to the mall is the same as Venus's waning phase on the date the corner stones were set to build the city! Very Propitious!" It's fun, too.