Inherent Vice review, Toronto Star

[Robin Landseadel]

Can't call Alex Good anyone's fanboy:

	. . . All of Pynchon's novels since Lot 49 (yes, I'm including 	
	Gravity's Rainbow) have suffered terribly from bloat, a more-is-
	more grandiosity and runaway page inflation. Inherent Vice is
	shorter, thank heavens, but still comes in overweight. The wise-
	guy patter, so essential to successful noir, is lame. There are
	stretches where the writing clunks around like Doc's Dodge
	Dart. Pynchon is one of the least graceful stylists of major
	contemporary authors, and he does nothing to redeem that
	reputation here. . .

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