
A towering, staggering, mosaic of a novel that pushes the boundaries of what a novel can do. The polar opposite of a beach read. I've referred to Harkaway in the past as “Neal Stephenson on crack,” and this go round he even sprinkles in some David Mitchell of Cloud Atlas fame to make a complex yet rewarding stew of ideas that leaves you at once breathless, baffled, confused, amazed, and just when you think you're going to be lost forever manages to reel you back in in the most magnificent ways. Save this one for when you're ready for a challenge.