A review by jobly
Mason & Dixon by Thomas Pynchon

1.0

Full of the worst kind of intellectual onanism, but then that's what you get with so much post-modern literature. As ever Pynchon sacrifices narrative drive on the alter of literary form and what we're left with is a sprawling, self indulgent mess. There's no doubt that there's often beauty in the language here, but otherwise this is an unutterably tedious read that is constantly falling over itself to prove how clever it is.