This is maybe the best piece of contemporary literature I have ever read. The way Mitchell weaves the varying stories together in a sort of literary palindrome is perhaps a bit gimmicky but God damn brilliant nonetheless.
I particularly like the Nietzschean philosophy repackaged by Vyvian Ayrs in the Robert Frobisher Letters. And the author knows what so many of us do about Eternal Recurrence and the nature of Being.
It's a hopeful book, though packed as it is with so many harsh truths. But that's so often the case, right? Harsh truths come best in polite fictions, spoonful of sugar and so on.
So what did you all think?
by RadioHeadache0311