Thomas Pynchon's Unofficial Guide to Los Angeles

[rich]

I might've said Nathaniel West or Mike Davis or Joan Didion

On 7/28/09, Henry Musikar <scuffling at gmail.com> wrote:
> "Little known fact: Thomas Pynchon, the paranoid poet of the information
> age, is LA's greatest writer. To be sure, Los Angeles—whose aerial view he
> likened to a printed circuit board—has always been central to the elusive
> writer's weird weltanschauung, his hallucinogenic stir-fry of Cold War
> hysteria, high tech anxiety, and low-brow pop-culture references. But did
> you know he actually lived there in the '60s and early '70s, while writing
> Gravity's Rainbow, the Moby-Dick of rocket-science novels? His latest
> effort, Inherent Vice, is an homage to those bygone days, plus something no
> one expected from the notoriously private author: a semiautobiographical
> romp. Set in the twilight of the psychedelic '60s, Inherent Vice is stoner
> noir, a comic murder mystery starring a detective who—like stories of
> Pynchon himself—smokes bales of weed, obsesses over unseen conspiracies, and
> relishes bad TV. (The Big Lebowski meets The Big Sleep.) And if you map the
> novel against Pynchon'!
>  s life in LA, it really does tie the whole room together."
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> http://www.wired.com/special_multimedia/2009/pl_print_1708
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> Henry Mu
> Sr. IT Consultant
> http://astore.amazon.com/tdcoccamsaxe-20/
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