Hippies. Believe it or not their place and influence over us even now, in the 21st century, eludes simple definition. Thomas Pynchon's new novel Inherent Vice approaches this idea with more gusto and sheer fun than a scientist with a lab full of ping pong balls perched on mouse traps trying to understand randomness as a quantifiable system. Look, I love Thomas Pynchon but I lost interest just a few hundred pages into Mason & Dixon. I couldn't follow it. But, with Inherent Vice he's produced something as accessible as the Coen Brothers funniest efforts. Give it a go. Thomas Pynchon is writing for the rest of us again.
Hippies. Believe it or not their place and influence over us even now, in the 21st century, eludes simple definition. Thomas Pynchon's new novel Inherent Vice approaches this idea with more gusto and sheer fun than a scientist with a lab full of ping pong balls perched on mouse traps trying to understand randomness as a quantifiable system. Look, I love Thomas Pynchon but I lost interest just a few hundred pages into Mason & Dixon. I couldn't follow it. But, with Inherent Vice he's produced something as accessible as the Coen Brothers funniest efforts. Give it a go. Thomas Pynchon is writing for the rest of us again.
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