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    <![CDATA[Having just been released from the Navy, Benny Profane is content to lead a slothful existence with his friends, where the only real ambition is to perfect the art of &quot;schlemihlhood,&quot; or being a dupe, and where &quot;responsibility&quot; is a dirty word. Among his pals--called the Whole Sick Crew--is Slab, an artist who can't seem to paint anything other than cheese danishes. But Profane's life changes dramatically when he befriends Stencil, an active ambitious young man with an intriguing mission--to find out the identity of a woman named V., who knew Stencil's father during the war, but who suddenly and mysteriously disappeared. ]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I think the only thing I'd say about this book that hasn't been said already (at least that I've seen) is that Pynchon's narrative style adds and drops characters like a c-average senior drops and adds classes--frequently.<br/><br/>There's something very appealing about this attitude in a novel.  ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2418517">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[Having just been released from the Navy, Benny Profane is content to lead a slothful existence with his friends, where the only real ambition is to perfect the art of &quot;schlemihlhood,&quot; or being a dupe, and where &quot;responsibility&quot; is a dirty word. Among his pals--called the Whole Sick Crew--is Slab, an artist who can't seem to paint anything other than cheese danishes. But Profane's life changes dramatically when he befriends Stencil, an active ambitious young man with an intriguing mission--to find out the identity of a woman named V., who knew Stencil's father during the war, but who suddenly and mysteriously disappeared. ]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[EDIT: I give up again. 'V' is a travesty of juvenile puns, unconvincing dialogue, and (my own pet peeve) characters with impossibly trite names. Seriously, what gives? <br/><br/>EDIT: I decided to try reading it again.<br/><br/><br/>have you ever had the feeling that an author is simply trying ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/14477306">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[From this book I learned that:<br/><br/>a) Thomas Pynchon may be the smartest man alive.<br/>b) Pynchon's vocabulary is one of the most extensive I've ever come across.<br/>c) Reading Pynchon is tedious and often unpleasant.<br/><br/>Even with the companion and a book discussion group, reading...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/3274320">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[Having just been released from the Navy, Benny Profane is content to lead a slothful existence with his friends, where the only real ambition is to perfect the art of &quot;schlemihlhood,&quot; or being a dupe, and where &quot;responsibility&quot; is a dirty word. Among his pals--called the Whole Sick Crew--is Slab, an artist who can't seem to paint anything other than cheese danishes. But Profane's life changes dramatically when he befriends Stencil, an active ambitious young man with an intriguing mission--to find out the identity of a woman named V., who knew Stencil's father during the war, but who suddenly and mysteriously disappeared. ]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[This book won me over completely. Its unhinged prose captures the Twentieth Century in its entirety better than anything I have ever encountered - and it was written barely halfway through the century! Pynchon has a reputation for being difficult, and this book is certainly no exception, but if you ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/72253371">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I was utterly confused and I LOVED it.  Of all the books that I've read, this was one of the select few that had me biting my fingernails on one hand, as I cradled its spine with my other.  What had me so nervous was not the suspense in the plot, or a concern for the characters, but the thought, &quot;...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/31939172">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This very complicated novel was introduced to me in a literature class in the mid-1970s. I’m not sure I managed to read it all then, because despite an amusing bar brawl at the outset and some truly bizarre scenarios it’s mostly tough going. However, my love for puzzling out complicated plots le...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/26130745">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[Having just been released from the Navy, Benny Profane is content to lead a slothful existence with his friends, where the only real ambition is to perfect the art of &quot;schlemihlhood,&quot; or being a dupe, and where &quot;responsibility&quot; is a dirty word. Among his pals--called the Whole Sick Crew--is Slab, an artist who can't seem to paint anything other than cheese danishes. But Profane's life changes dramatically when he befriends Stencil, an active ambitious young man with an intriguing mission--to find out the identity of a woman named V., who knew Stencil's father during the war, but who suddenly and mysteriously disappeared. ]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Amazing, incredible book. Amazing, incredible writer. -1 for the two chapters I didn't like and for a few other sections that dragged on a bit longer than they could have. Otherwise: wow. Just wow. I still can't believe Thomas Pynchon wrote this when he was 26 or that this is his first novel. Off th...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/18908997">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA['The experience, the experience.  Haven't you learned?'  Profane didn't have to think long.  'No,' he said, 'offhand I'd say I haven't learned a goddamn thing.'&quot; <br/><br/>Moral of the story: our entire trajectory, as animate humans, consists of nothing more than an inevitable progression fro...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/175802">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[In keeping with Pynchon's penchant for songs, I wrote one as the review for this book (and perhaps Pynchon in general).  As I do whenever I come across songs in his books, you'll have to make up a melody and sing it yourself:<br/><br/><br/>You don't come for the plot, cos its tied in a knot,<br/>...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/8770929">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[&quot;I write poetry,&quot; she announced. They were at her place, a modest hotel near the great lift.<br/><br/>&quot;Oh,&quot; said Profane.<br/><br/>&quot;I am the twentieth century,&quot; she read. Profane rolled away and stared at the pattern in the rug.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Like that l...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1099667">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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  <read_at>Mon Jan 01 00:00:00 -0800 2007</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[My introduction to Pynchon came via &quot;The Crying of Lot 49&quot;, the only slim novel he wrote.  I loved it! That was more than a decade ago.  Recently, I re-read it and decided to make my way through all of Pynchon.  I know...no small task.  &quot;V&quot; seemed to be the next logical step.  It...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2082709">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[For the most part I found V. very exciting. It is a books that takes on so much, from alligators in the NYC sewers to Chilean riots in Florence, and manages to pull it off. There are so many great characters, some better fleshed out than others, but the two protagonists Profane and Stencil, are incr...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1568638">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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