Las Vegas Bootlegger: Empire of Self-Importance

A really odd one, but I haven't read any of Cicero's other work and only heard about this through Nate Perkins/Adam Gnade. It's wild and weird and the jacket quotes hit the nail on the head- the deadpan humor works well while feeling a bit uncontrollable, and the cast of characters feel almost pulled from a Yorgos Lanthimos or David Lynch film the way they communicate. I also noticed shades of Vonnegut's “God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater”, but it doesn't feel like a rip, and Las Vegas Bootlegger stands on its own.

It's like watching a handful of robots slowly figure out how to learn to be more human, and develop ethically, philosophically, morally.