Inherent Vicefeels fizzily spontaneous- like a series of jazz solos, scenes, and conversations built around little riffs of language.' -Newsweek 'A deliciously composed dark comedy.I found myself charmed and pleased with the way Pynchon meets the genre square and fair.Whatever you think of the '60s, or maybe you don't think anything about it, this book may sing to you too.' -NPR, 'All Things Considered' 'What Pynchon is after with the prodigal absurdities of Doc's adventures is not really parody, but something larger. A' -Entertainment Weekly 'A Great American Read-a terrific pastiche of California noir, wonderfully amusing throughout (and hard to quote from in a family newspaper because of the frequent use of, uh, colorful spoken language) and a poignant evocation of the last flowering of the '60s, just before everything changed and passed into myth or memory.' -Washington Post 'How pitch-perfect noir can one get?' -Chicago Tribune -Los Angeles Times 'Pynchon's prose is so casually vernacular, so deeply in the American grain, you forget that someone composed it. It has the moral fury that's fueled his work from the start - his ferociously batshit compassion for America and the lost tribes who wander through it.' -Rolling Stone 'The new Pynchon: a beach read and a heartstring puller. It's also a crazed and majestic summary of everything that makes him a uniquely huge American voice. 'Inherent Viceis the funniest book Pynchon has written. In this lively yarn, Thomas Pynchon, working in an unaccustomed genre, provides a classic illustration of the principle that if you can remember the sixties, you weren't there. Despite which he soon finds himself drawn into a bizarre tangle of motives and passions whose cast of characters includes surfers, hustlers, dopers and rockers, a murderous loan shark, a tenor sax player working undercover, an ex-con with a swastika tattoo and a fondness for Ethel Merman, and a mysterious entity known as the Golden Fang, which may only be a tax dodge set up by some dentists. It's the tail end of the psychedelic sixties in L.A., and Doc knows that 'love' is another of those words going around at the moment, like 'trip' or 'groovy,' except that this one usually leads to trouble. Suddenly out of nowhere she shows up with a story about a plot to kidnap a billionaire land developer whom she just happens to be in love with. fog It's been awhile since Doc Sportello has seen his ex-girlfriend. Part noir, part psychedelic romp, all Thomas Pynchon- private eye Doc Sportello comes, occasionally, out of a marijuana haze to watch the end of an era as free love slips away and paranoia creeps in with the L.A.

Inherent vice by thomas pynchon