Is it cool? Brust believes that literature is a process of putting everything you think is cool into a piece of writing. This book does have sort of a Cowboy Bebop, Douglas Adams, Bukaroo Bonzai vibe to it. So it seems to be posing as something that might be called cool To me the tale would have been better served as a short story approaching novella length. Instead we are given a rather over-inflated novel (whipped up with air) featuring continuously looping conversations between a dozen or so main characters. For the most part it is very simply written with occassional bursts of unpunctuated streams of description. The simple conversation parts might be Hemingway, and the unstructured parts Ellison. Is it cool? Neither of heavy science nor of greatly moving emotional content, it nonetheless achieves some noticeable cool at various points. A fast read when you are bogged down in Proust.