The Seventh Function of Language
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Playfully erudite. Semi-permeable fourth-wall. Historical fiction? Not for the squeamish. Set in a Postmodern far-left milieu, appropriate for today's sociopolitical climate.
It reminded me of Hesse's Glass Bead Game.
Giving up after 100 pages.
I have little knowledge or interest in the academic subjects of this story. Probably, as a consequence, I am finding the humour falls entirely flat - it has not made me even merely smile once. The murder mystery aspect is insubstantial.
Most likely, this is a sharp, witty work of genius and I am a dunce.