Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Gods Without Men, by Hari Kunzru

Just released in hardover (and on Kindle) yesterday.  According to Michiko Kakutani:
Hari Kunzru’s latest novel, Gods Without Men, reads like an unlikely mash-up of David Mitchell’s willfully complex 2004 novel, Cloud Atlas and Steven Spielberg’s classic 1977 U.F.O. movie, Close Encounters of a Third Kind, seasoned with some borrowings from David Foster Wallace and Don DeLillo. The book is, at the same time, a wildly ambitious novel that spans centuries; a gripping thriller about a missing child; and a sort of sci-fi tale about pilgrims of various sorts being drawn to a mysterious rock formation in the desert in search of contact with aliens or some sort of higher meaning.
I look forward to getting me some!

UPDATE:  Writing for the New York Times, Douglas Coupland calls Gods Without Men "gorgeous and wise."  Unfortunately, his review is marred by a forced attempt to sketch out the countours of a new literary genre (to include Gods Without Men, Cloud Atlas and The Hours), which he calls "Translit." 


  1. thank goodness, the coffers have been too dry lately!

  2. This book sounds fascinating.

    Along the lines of "translit" (ugh), Salon's a positive review links the novel to "American magical thinking," esp. when it comes to religion, and compares the novel to Pynchon and Delillo.