Sunday, January 15, 2017
Thomas Pynchon THE CRYING OF LOT 49 (1965)
I was always intimidated by Pynchon's reputation, but the INHERENT VICE film encouraged me that he might be more of a genius-jester than a heavy-and-dour, the other option for midcentury American male novelists. And he is. LOT 49 is highly amusing, running through life in the mid-sixties southern California dream, and could even be read as a precursor to IV, as it follows a possibly-medicated housewife falling deeper into an inconsequential conspiracy, which may or may not have been constructed to give her something to do. Pynchon is an astounding conjurer of sentences, employing names and nouns as chances at joy.
Posted by Ben at 1/15/2017 08:20:00 AM