A funny, disturbing, touching, mad, thoughtful, adult, childlike novel of rather disarming originality. The book begins with a woman's impregnation by a swarm of monarch butterflies and culminates in a confrontation between the inventor of a compassion-arousing super drug and all of the tenth graders in Massachusetts.
This book can be read as a big sweeping myth of America and the modern age, but if you prefer to enter its world and explore its oddly angled rooms and strangely shaped alcoves for their own peculiar sake, it allows for that as well. In any case, I can promise one thing: it won't remind you of anything.
