A surreal joyride ... Rose deftly handles the ensemble of technicians, scientists, dealers (art and drug) and hangers-on .... Rose parodies brilliantly the junk language of 'disruptor' tech companies ... A deeply satisfying, witty literary mystery that ducks and weaves through pressing ideas about how art shapes the way we look at the world.
The novel is too clever by half: so unironically heaped with jargon, theory and name-dropping that, like its characters, the reader never quite understands what anyone is saying ... Without a twist of wit or irony, the writing absorbs the affectations it examines ... Too enamored of the systems it describes to effectively reinterpret them ... Rose’s narrative is so busy with the surface that it never reaches the depths. Its final scene is an inchoate jumble.
Beguiling and surreal ... Rose playfully teases out echoes between the abstract language used to describe conceptual art and global corporations ... A diverting literary puzzle
