IVIV Pynchon's beautiful prose

[Doug Millison]

This review managed to find some beauty in IV.  There's more of it in  
there, imo, in a novel where Pynchon pulls many threads that dangle  
from his earlier work.  Like Robin I'm happy to continue to read and  
ponder this novel.
"The leaves of the palm trees outside rattled together with a liquid  
sound, so that from inside, in the darkened rooms, in louvred light,  
it sounded like a rainstorm, the wind raging in the concrete geometry,  
the palms beating together like the rush of a tropical downpour,  
enough to get you to open the door and look outside, and of course  
there'd only be the same hot cloudless depth of day, no rain in sight."
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