A review by veganshay
Bleeding Edge by Thomas Pynchon

5.0

Not a biography of U2's guitarist by a disgruntled Dub...it's Pynchon back to his meta-paranoic best. It's amazing that he can still write blazing fiction at an age when most authors are either dead or writing elegiac works of nostalgia, although you could argue there's a nostalgia for the paranoia of books like The Crying of Lot 49 and Gravity's Rainbow, when it was possible to believe there was some order underlying all the chaos of the universe. It was inevitable he'd tackle 9/11 and the internet eventually and the nexus between 9/11 and the subsequent theories that sprung up online are perfect Pynchon fodder. As zany and erudite as anything he's written.