The novel is too clever by half: so unironically heaped with jargon, theory and name-dropping that, like its characters, the reader never quite understands what anyone is saying ... Without a twist of wit or irony, the writing absorbs the affectations it examines ... Too enamored of the systems it describes to effectively reinterpret them ... Rose’s narrative is so busy with the surface that it never reaches the depths. Its final scene is an inchoate jumble.
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