The pacing is obviously abysmal, but when the rest of your book is this good, what does it even matter? The conversations feel ripped straight from Wes Anderson. The humor is incredibly subtle and dry, yet you will find yourself laughing at full volume at certain points. The interaction between Heinrich (who is very much like me in many ways except for his receding hairline) and Jack about whether or not it's raining is one of my favorite dialogues in any book. Its critique of consumerism and sensationalism is brilliant and somehow manages to simultaneously tell you a lot without telling you very much at all. It's about the tabloids, the popularity- something that's only aged too well in the era of clickbait. Who's going to die first?
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