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Sinkhole by Leo X. Robertson

hsienhsien27's review against another edition

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4.0

What is the Rude Vile Pigs? It must be an amazing grindcore band. just joking.

I received this from the author for an honest review

Leo is back with a short story collection. If you don't remember Leo Robertson, then maybe this will remind you: Findesferas. But here's the problem, I don't read short story collections very often. There is no specific way of doing it, but I always feel a sort of dissatisfaction with my reviews for them, they often feel, I guess I can say, unfinished or rushed. I will try my best.

Sinkhole is a short story collection that contains some stories that he has posted on Goodreads and a few new ones. Each story is entirely unique from the other, with odd situations and parallel universes that seem to be disturbingly absurd. Sinkhole is a brilliant marriage of science fiction and absurdism, almost surrealist, humor that will make you smile and tilt your head to the side, a giant question mark over your head, because it was basically a WTF.

That was what I loved about this, it was different and original, quirky, but not trying too hard. Most of this was definitely satire and reading these stories, you realize with a chuckle to yourself that we are all doomed. From technology addiction to coffee addiction, cyber misogyny to aliens and people who lack empathy or crave it through lying, people who are unable to form long lasting relationships.

This collection of short stories chronicles the failures of humanity in ways that are just totally absurd and would will probably make the weirdest movies. Sinkhole is a strange relationship with literary writers and bizarre science fiction. I haven't read much science fiction so bear with me, um, Jonathon Lethem and Haruki Murakami are drinking tea together and then maybe J.G. Ballard, whom I haven't read any books by, but I know he writes freaky sci-fi, joins them and drinks some beer or something. Then they take out a notebook and just start writing random stuff and make a novel together. Basically what I am saying is that all of this is a weird combination of those guys, again like I said above, the future, sci-fi, and apocalyptic and the literary makeout with each other in this book. Mathematical graphs, hypothesis, and science roll around in there too.

Although, I hate to say it, there were times where things did get a bit too much for me. Where the words had been morphed into a sort of oddity, just for the sake of experimentalism. There is nothing wrong with that all, but there two stories that were written in a way that was practically unreadable. I understood the point, but it was an utter stab to my brain. (#Awkward and 100% Pure Pharmacy) I give him a handshake for that. I didn't even know it was possible. Mad scientist!

So, I feel like when I review short stories, I should pick or mention my favorites, so here you go:

Xinghu
The London Bus
Millennials
Histopia
I've Been to Paradise
Sinkhole
▫● (That's a bit hard to see, it's called Square Circle, literally, there's a square and a circle)
Dead Cats on Motorways
Mr. Macleod (I keep reading this name as Star Fox's last name)
Even Vermin Have Stories

Rating: 3.5/5 or 4/5

I'm honestly conflicted on the score, but this was definitely a wonderful, terrifying ride.

synkopenleben's review against another edition

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5.0

Robertson's sophomore effort is a collection of short-stories, which are, as he says, full of "postmodern silliness". This is certainly true. His first novel, [b:Findesferas|20877276|Findesferas|Leo X. Robertson|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1392925234s/20877276.jpg|40216902], dealt with a number of topics, including Revolution in Latin America, space travel and a dystopian oil crisis. In his new collection, the scope is somewhat smaller, but also more nuanced: There are confessionals, pseudo-scientific examinations of breakups, a choose-your-own-adventure story, hypochondric compulsive liars, gay-only cities, biting satires about millenials and shirtarians, a lengthy work on the use and misuse of caffeine, Scottish vernacular, and the Badass London Ex-Bitches. This is a scope that can please nearly everyone.

The Good:

As is normal with every short-story collection, I enjoyed some of them more than others. The London Bus just works particularly well. Robertson vividly describes a woman who goes to great length to get sympathy from the people on a bus, and finally at her workplace. As she yearns for more, her methods become more insensitive:

‘I’m going to visit my sister’, I said.
‘I don’t give a-’
‘She has cancer. My sister has cancer.’
His mouth contorted into a grimace. I knew I hadn’t gotten through to him! I knew that there was no way to penetrate the wall of people like this young arrogant wanker. It shut him up though.


Her downward spiral is both humorous and appalling. Histopia is a take on a dystopian world, where heterosexuality is outlawed in the protagonist's city. In a way, it is a repetition of a well-known trope, but Robertson's dialogues are hilarious enough to make up for that:

‘But Patricia, we can’t do this’, I said. I let go of her and squared my shoulders, standing straight. ‘The book of Zak explicitly discriminates against heterosexuality. We can never be together.’
She scoffed. ‘Chad, you can’t believe all the messages you hear every day. Those guys are just a cabal of dicktators.’


How clichéd can it get? - And I mean that in the best way possible! The Badass London Ex-Bitches and the Case of the Creepy Revenge Porn Guy tells exactly what is said in its title. The story is by far the longest in the collection, and it's good to see Robertson return to some longer pieces. It effortlessly mixes several genres and is a terrific satire on the dangers of social media and nude pictures. The Ex-Bitches are an excellent bunch of gals, drinking, kicking and tweeting their way to the climactic finale of this speedy romp. Sinkhole, the title story, sucks the reader down into its tragedy: The narrative is written as a mock-up choose-your-own-adventure, with every choice eventually being futile and pulling the reader deeper and deeper. There is no way to escape.

In the end, most stories are good, or even great. They remind me a lot of the stories of George Saunders, with the obvious difference in setting and vernacular; one can feel Robertson's Scottish roots in his stories.

The Weird:

Both #Awkward and 100% Pure Pharmacy are highly experimental pieces: The first is written in texting speech ("So deres dis big prty @ d weeknd dts @ gay matts house cz hs prnts wnt n dere hunymn #Romance #Old n m ded xcitd cz deres liek soo mch drma dts gna hpn dt im gna xpln bt frst i strtd lkn @ dreses n pintrst n deres dis lvly liek 80s srta #Vintage #Dress dt lks liek teh 1 dat whitney hoostun wore n dat vdeo fr i wuna dnce w/ sumbdy #Inspiration so mee n lucy n maddy n dalia wnt 2 da mall 2 see if we cd fnd it n evry1 in skl cllz dem d bitchz bt i thnk dats well unfr cz u nd 2 srnd urself w/ ppl hoo belve in ur drmz n dey wntd 2 hlp me fnd a niec dres." is just the first line..) and the latter is composed of 55 spam e-mails. Both of them are more or less unreadable. It's not that you cannot read them, but in this case style is bigger than content, and I felt nauseous trying to wrap my head around the somewhat thin remainders of plot.

The Bad:

This is less of a negative point, but more of an addition to what I wrote before. While I appreciate some cliched dialogue, some people might not - and this is where Robertson's stories ultimately are problematic. His world-building predominantly relies on contemporary society, with a few things borrowed from the drug novels of Irvine Welsh - this is done immaculately. Some dialogues on the other hand feel forced - "why would characters say that?" I asked myself on several occasions. I think that he needs to work on that. Apart from that, he is on a great way: His prose is original and enjoyable; his expertise in the subjects he writes about is definitely there; his work is experimental enough to not be labeled "just another self-published author". In short, his work is recognisable. And that is awfully important in today's literary world.

kingjason's review

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5.0

If this book doesn't make you wanna post pictures of your genitals on the Internet then I don't what will.

A wonderful collection of stories, I've never read anything quite like this, each style of story is unique. The first story makes you comfortable, standard short story stuff, gets a bit dark but very entertaining, second story is some kind of thesis about why a guy has been dumped by his girlfriend, there are graphs and stuff like that. For a while I was wondering if I was reading the right book. In the end that story was my favourite.

There is a story based on texting (which I skipped I tried reading it but I'm too old to be able to translate) and a couple of dystopian futures, one of which I would be confident to survive.

This is a great book to introduce you to Leo's world where everything is a little bit mad and much much fluffier.

PS: the cover of this book is the bestest ever.

Blog review is here> https://felcherman.wordpress.com/2018/03/08/sinkhole-by-leo-x-robertson/
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