PositiveThe Los Angeles Review of BooksIt is big. It sprawls ... Fractured, disjunctive, this \'nonfiction novel\' (as the author apparently dubbed it) does not proceed linearly but recursively, circling back to pet themes and incidents in obsessive fashion ... Right from the start, there’s something not quite right about Big Bang, something decidedly askew — and that, perhaps, is exactly as it was meant to be. No MFA workshop would ever approve this novel; it has the genuine veneer of outsider art ... It sports a fizziness and near-manic unpredictability, driven by a flurry of brief sections of the sort now in vogue with contemporary fiction (thank you, Twitter!) ... Ultimately, it is almost as if Bowman’s intent were to parody by exaggeration the penchant of so many contemporary novels to feature a \'celebrity\' walk-on: nearly every named character in Big Bang is famous, or historically significant, or both. From the perch of our own teeming, TV-saturated present, it can be hard to parse the difference.