Requirements for understanding this novel: 1) be a cybercrime techie 2) live in
Manhattan 3) be skilled in Noel Coward-like repartee 4) I keep up with pop
culture and cool bands 5) for some
obscure ironic reason, be completely oblivious to 9-11
Otherwise, you can laugh at some of the funny little “bits”
provided in between the sequences
of descent into the virtual underworld, entered by backdoors, secret passwords,
hacking, and stolen software.
There are also interludes with gangsters, children strung together with
a narrative about a sexy housewife detective pursuing a money-laundering
criminal.
I read it because it was Pynchon and I leave it to cooler
heads than mine to decide if this novel has any merit. Me, I am dazed and confused, but now I
know it. I think I’ll just go
fishing.
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