Jack Baty
I loved the initial short story-like introductions to each character in the first half of the book. I also enjoyed when their stories began to intersect at some point in the middle. But then it became a bit of a slog focusing on eco-terrorism. I admit to skimming the final third, which is too bad because it means I probably missed some really great individual sentences.
I enjoyed this a great deal. Not so much the big ideas, but rather the little things. Particular sentences or passages. Phrases like “Harpo progression”, “hyperscoot”, and “Slokum Dies Friday”. Elaborate setups around impressing a girl could go on for ten or more pages and I loved them.
I knew going in that the book was nearly 1,100 pages long, but at around 800 pages in I was doing that Chevy Chase head-bob move at the Grand Canyon in “Vacation”. I kept thinking, “Let's get on with it already,” so I rushed through 100 pages or so to get to the concluding 100 pages, which were both frustrating and exhilerating.
I had trouble getting over the fact that no 10-year-old kid in history has ever talked like Gurion, even if he is (maybe) a messiah. I would have given “The Instructions” 5 stars if it were 300 pages shorter and if the kid wasn't such an asshole.
Putting this aside for now. I keep thinking, “Well that was a lot of words not saying much.” I'm half-way through it so maybe it'll add up to something. So far it reads like an all-over-the-map academic hippy manifesto without benefit of an editor. I'll probably be accused of “not getting it” and so be it.
