A review by neven
334 by Thomas M. Disch

3.0

Disch's prose can still be surprising and witty and lovely here, but the rest… The plot and the character and the structure are all opaque and confusing in a way that promises payoff when you first encounter them, but then nothing much develops. It's a book I can imagine being obsessed with, for its frustrating flaws. Maybe they're actually signs of genius? Nah?