RaveThe New York Review of Books...a variegated tapestry that unfurls over more than 400 pages and weaves together myriad stories, voices, settings, and time periods ... novel that interrogates language, race, and identity from beginning to end ... resists the unifying force of fascism, and rejects the ideal of having only one identity, whether it be national, cultural, sexual, or otherwise ... steeped in bodily imagery and thick with bodily traumas ... this focus on the body and its functions, its innards, its mysterious and occult workings, its cramps and urges, is particularly resonant ... ironic, ebullient, and melancholic in turns...more comic than tragic, clamorous in spirit as opposed to a lament ... There is no better time than now to bring this novel into English ... a novel that takes the act of confusion—literally, the melding together of disparate elements—to its highest and most articulate level.
