A review by ohmagoddard
Against the Day by Thomas Pynchon

A buffet. Very happy that Pynchon’s editor/s took the day off. Of course by design pretty shambolic and unwieldy but therein lies the appeal (something something entropy). I guess for me this feels too sprawling to be probing; Pynchon’s fiction - at least when I like it best - feels bottomless, and this doesn’t have that same quality. But who am I? Nobody! And I can see this is a major work: wildly imaginative, funny, playful, erudite, paranoid, conspiratorial… you know, Pynchon-esque.