tl;dr. It's a book review for an anthology of weird literature: Kate Marshall’s “Novels by Aliens: Weird Tales and the Twenty-First Century"
Getting weirder? The novel has been weird for a long time: Gabriel García Márquez's magical realism, Kafka's pseudo-referential discombobulations, Murakami's Kafkaesque dreamscape-stitching, and even (Stephen) King, who's flogged the deus ex machina drum into a revenue-inflating catapult for half his life.
No, weird isn't new. It's been frustrating readers for a very long time, claiming undue renown where there should rather be none (Marquez excepted).
Indeed. I jumped the gun with that bitter comment, having just spent two weeks trudging through 700 pages of Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, which was far too weird for my liking.
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[ 2.7 ms ] story [ 20.6 ms ] threadGetting weirder? The novel has been weird for a long time: Gabriel García Márquez's magical realism, Kafka's pseudo-referential discombobulations, Murakami's Kafkaesque dreamscape-stitching, and even (Stephen) King, who's flogged the deus ex machina drum into a revenue-inflating catapult for half his life.
No, weird isn't new. It's been frustrating readers for a very long time, claiming undue renown where there should rather be none (Marquez excepted).