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David Force to Walls is..., 1 Sep 2011
If you were to write a review of a piece of DFW's work then you'd try to emulate him in some way, the obvious one being an expatiatory sentence which uses metafiction, recondite language and parlour tricks such as hyphens colons and semi-colons, along with parenthetical clauses, within parenthetical clauses, to elongate itself in a manner whereby the reader doesn't really register it, the sentence, as a singular, such is the level of flow and rhythm; akin, according to academics (as opposed to me), to poetry. The title story is good, anyway, but if you dislike literary brat-pack figures whose platinum-spooned upbringings are central to everything they write about, and whose characters are empty (which they use as a clever way of trying to justify underdevelopment and inability (as if you can't develop a character to reveal there's nothing to develop (as if that isn't part of the challenge))), like Jay McInerney and Bret Easton Ellis, then the title story becomes even more of a gas. The novella at the end, Westward the Course of Empire Takes Its Way, is worth leaving and forgetting about until you've read all of his other books and feel upset that there's nothing left, but then realise that there is.