Travelling Without Moving by Nathan Jones
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Average day in Kaputt Real and Napalm Erroneous Carton has decided to become rich by creating Tickets, game realities. He has a girlfriend and a nice group of very colorful acquaintances supporting. Easy-peasy adventure. Not. It’s a plot where your hero, attempting from rags to riches, starts to reach for something grand but in the end the something turns to be something much greater and more complex than he had expected. Smoke and mirrors are a plenty. Jumps between future and past are needed.
Let’s use an easy way to express the experience: Reader gets entangled into a spider web woven by Dr. Caligari in cooperation with some inmate of Arkham Asylum. Philip K. Dick meets Hunter S. Thompson.
Stay tuned. All the time. As a lousy reader yours truly used too long time to read this so each reading period started by reversing a couple of pages. Actually that one missing point comes from the story wandering too deep for my taste.
The extraordinary post-apocalyptic world of Mr. Jones is created with great imagination and opens with all its oddities, miseries and characters of a dystopia in that endless way of Mandelbrot fractals.
Fans of this genre, and why not others, will be satisfied. After the last page, the last sentence, the last word, the last letter you wonder what the hell just happened.
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