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  <title>Eeeee Eee Eeee</title>
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  <read_at>Wed Mar 19 00:00:00 -0700 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Reading Tao Lin's novel is like going on an acid trip led by Thomas Pynchon and Richard Scarry. This book is determined to take you places and it will not be content with your contentedness. Not something to curl up with, rather it's something you read and hope that the subway doesn't come because you are not sure if you are going to be able to pick back up where you left off. Yet it comes and you open the book back up and you think: well, I wasn't quite sure what was going on anyway. There is so much whimsy that all you really want by the end is for Andrew and Ellen to get together and for him to stop thinking about that stupid Sara and for her to stop weirding everyone out so much. There are elements of Borges as well--like the dead-pan, scholarly whimsicality--but it's hard to compare this to anything because the style and voice are so unique. The concepts Lin threads throughout the novel are similar to that dream that you keep dreaming on the cliff just above sleep. His words are interesting and haunting--you will end up going through the stages of grief (disbelief, anger, all that) and then ultimately understand the uniqueness of what you have experienced, even if you weren't totally let into that very bizarre experience. ]]></body>
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