Lucky Day
The book opens with a particularly heart-rendering scene where a daughter is trying to explain her choice in mates, a woman, to her mom. The gay, coming-out scene, and it doesn’t go well. It ends in trauma, but on a larger scale. From there, the tales spins along after the world has been fried by an improbable, statistically unlikely, series of traumatic events. Bad luck.
Raucous, irreverent, statistically improbable, yet fun, albeit dark humor. Just fun.
Lucky Day
Not more than a few pages in, I started to think I read something akin to this style of novel. Now, my memory isn’t all that great but I kept thinking this was a linear literary equivalent to one of the greats in weird fiction, The Drive-In (and its sequel).
Just because I find the similarities, doesn’t mean there’s a real connection.
“Other leaked documents are downright comical, beginning with concrete data and then gradually flying off the rails in brash moments of speculation and science fiction that could only thrive in a department free from oversight.” Page 193.
Farce? Satire? Eerily prescient?
