Franzen delivers a terrific book. It could hold a door open, it's
true, but every page is worth it. At times disgusting, funny, sad,
infuriating, comforting; it never rings false.
The book begins in the world of your average American (or Canadian)
family, stuck in suburban dysfunction. But this tsunami of writing
picks you up, mixes you up and carries you through visions of nasty
old men, loser sons, brittle daughters and Edith Bunker moms until
you are only left with a clear picture of humanity. Each character
is cleanly drawn as they appear to exist from each perspective, at
each particular point in the novel. But you don't really know
anyone, and perhaps they don't know themselves, until the end. Even
then some of them still don't.
I was pretty impressed. If you like really good writing, I think
you'll like this book.