The Panama Laugh had me in stitches for days
Posted November 30, 2011on:
This is a deeply literary novel steeped in classical antecedents from Virgil to Emily Dickinson. It’s a luridly cinematic novel drenched in every movie genre you can think of from noir and hardboiled through to western, war and horror. It’s a politically subversive novel that wears its intelligence lightly. It’s a streetwise novel that lampoons the blog generation. It’s a techno novel. It’s a zombie novel. It’s a …
It’s a novel that’s really hard to review because it’s so outrageously funny that it’s impossible to be serious about it, yet at the same time it’s a novel that only a seriously dedicated writer could have written.
The author does everything well. He makes you laugh, of course — on every page — almost with every sentence. He writes description well. He does exposition well. He’s a techno babble expert. Dialogue is a breeze. Dammit, his dialogue is so good this book could act as a crammer for social climbers in San Francisco.
It’s an effortlessly readable novel. It’s a fun and funny novel. It’s the kind of novel that college geeks might learn by heart and quote to each other over a pitcher of beer.
It’s fast-paced and packed with action. It’s the kind of novel that makes you want to give up blogging and reviewing and just curl up with on a sofa and read and re-read — for the sheer hell of it.
Damn, it’s funny!