i LOVED this book. it is not the best analytical, theoretical, critical essay that i have ever read... or maybe it is, in parts. i mean, some aspects are truly, um, great. as in, Marx, Simone de Beauvoir, Mary Harrington, Friedrich Engels, Zygmunt Bauman, Elizabeth Anderson, great. The kind of analyses whose explanatory power is so good that you really LEARN things, you really SEE sense, meaning. And their explanatory capacity is so good that they apply 20 years later even though the point is that changes are so fast and so vast that they induce qualitative transformations. The book holds.
it is also true that there are some chapters, some analyses, that are, i dunno how to phrase it... less good, let's say. and i only say that because as i write this, i feel the judgemental eyes of my friend, you know who you are, who would say, "oh, come on, this guy says nothing new and nothing interesting, he just spouts these concepts like the blob and you're all, oh wow!" and although i want to slap you, friend, for being so damned righteous and generally right about so many things, so picky you are, so exquisitely intellectually up there (and you are, i know this), i also acknowledge that there is something, i don't know, off-putting about the book's style or delivery or something. off-putting for intellectual people, i mean.
and i am both an intellectual person and a normal person. i can do both. and Thomas de Zengotita sort of does both, but, but, but... there's a but, there.
AND YET, aha! no "buts" about my 5 star rating, snobby intellectual friend!!!!!