PanThe New York Times Book ReviewThe Mezrich house style is light on formal quotation: He employs omniscient third-person narratives, rotating chapter by chapter through a stable of characters ... Plotkin and Gill are pretty much the only two characters in this book who verifiably walk the earth. The other major voices appear to be either anonymized or composite characters, stand-ins for the WallStreetBets rabble, motivated alternately by vengeance, fun, desperation, boredom. All these characters can be ventriloquized whenever Mezrich needs to explain a concept in finance; they experience convenient revelations whenever the plot needs advancing ... It’s hard to tell what we are supposed to make of any of the facts we \'learn\' about him or any other figure in the saga, whether we can take them at face value or are better off soaking up the general ambience ... Where a Michael Lewis post-mortem might reflect months of close access and a love of granularity, and a Matt Levine newsletter might be sly and attuned to every absurdity, Mezrich’s piece of financial journalism aims at something different: It could not possibly be made any easier to read. These are 289 frictionless pages, rife with cinematic establishing shots and verbal summaries of memes. Sometimes, in fact, Mezrich’s estimation of his readers hurts my feelings...You get the sense that Mezrich has alarms going off anytime he wades too far into fact. I want to reach out and assure him that I can handle 10 sentences in a row without the word \'goddamn,\' that the facts are OK, and indeed enliven this book whenever they do shyly appear ... Don’t sweat the details. You’re gonna love the movie.