"V."

V. (Thomas Pynchon)

This is a tough book to review. This isn't just a novel, it's Literature, and Pynchon isn't interested in telling an interesting story so much as showing off how well he can write. And he can write very well - to be fair, although nothing much happens in this book, nothing much does happen interestingly, which was enough to keep me happy for a while. After enough pages, though, I just got tired of our heroes wandering around sleeping on the subway and trying to score and found myself getting bored. It never really gets bad, but when the novelty wears off, there just isn't enough to hold my interest, no matter how good a writer Pynchon is.

Grade: Weird