A pretty good novel that plays around with a concept early that seems like it’s going to be fruitful, but then abandons it for way too familiar territory. In addition to all that, the writing is overwrought in ways that are unsuited to book, and this book is sometimes peopled with incredibly flat, and irritatingly unthinking characters. So we begin with Barry Sutton, an NYPD robbery detective, being first on the scene of a would be suicide attempt. He tries to talk the woman down […]
Barry Sutton pulls over into the fire lane at the main entrance of the Poe building, an Art Deco tower glowing white in the illumination of its exterior sconces.
Recursion by Blake Crouch
