It’s a sprightly hyperlocal caper that is also, intentionally or not, a Notes and Comment on the fragile state of urban intellectual masculinity ... One of the novel’s charms is uncovering the vulnerable ornaments — wacky statues, call girls on 11th Avenue, subterranean oyster restaurants — of an increasingly 'Big Box Manhattan.'
While The Fact Checker is uneven, it’s a fun and quick read, and it does raise some of the most relevant questions du jour: What is a fact? What is truth? And who gets to decide?
By engaging with what the author calls 'thickets of untruth,' this book could not be more timely ... The Fact Checker lands as a clever caper not just about sometimes elusive truths, but also about 'the paralysis of encyclopedic doubt.'
