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Not High Literature, but a Beacon of an Age,
By A Customer
This review is from: The Illuminatus Trilogy (Paperback)
I pity the conspiracy buffs, the humourless sci-fi mavens, and the Lit Crit who accidentally stumbled across this book. What is this book? I suppose if you took Leary, Pynchon and Hunter Thompson, put them in a blender, set them on 'frappe' and then poured them into a mould designed by Kurt Vonnegut, you might end up with this book. But that would be cloyingly trite of you. It's not a portrayal of reality, or a science fiction book, or a great literary achievement. It's more an encyclopoedia hallucinagenia, or maybe a thesaurus of the eschaton. All I know is that it's the fifth month of the twenty-third anniversary of the book's copyright date and that the thorazine is helping me cope with it. Heute die Welt, morgen das Sonnensystem!