This is, to say the least, a misjudged affair — a tale of two couples set in early tech-boom San Francisco that isn’t the satire of greed or sexy examination of animalistic desire it imagines itself to be, and whose characters’ frequently sozzled states are no more confused than the narrative itself. The overall effect is of being in the unpleasantly insistent confidences of someone who, erroneously, fancies himself a tremendously slick yarn-spinner.
And don’t get me started on Handler’s not infrequently nonsensical wordplay, which is at once smugly preening and constipated.
The Living Sea of Waking Dreams
"At the heart of this latest novel from Booker winner Richard Flanagan there is a powerful tale of a family trying to decide whether to prolong the life of a dying relative, but some of the more fantastical elements seem out of kilter..."
— The Scotsman
3.57 out of 5