Miguel
Adam makes a good case for being the most underrated author of the last twenty years.
Consistently superb.
A wondrous puzzle, effectively horrific at times, absorbing at others.
The fragmented narrative and elusive references to the titular play add an extra layer of mystery, which I felt enthralling.
Echoes of some of the ideas live through modern horror.
Felt like a really pleasant evening, one of those surrounded by extremely intelligent friends with excellent stories to share.
Oh Annabelle, no one really know what they're doing. We make it up as we go along, spice or no spice.
This was better than it had any business being.
Carolina does a superb work of illustrating mental illness from the inside in Mothtown, on an endeavour not dissimilar from Doris Lessing's Briefing for a Descent into Hell. I have not read it as genre-bending (as I initially expected), but a piercing, brutally honest depiction of a man's unreliably narrated descent into madness.
McCarthy with nothing to prove, indulging - often freely - more on the topics that interest him than on the brilliance of plot.
Liberating. And in no way lesser genius.
This was good.
Very, very minor technicalities off, but very enjoyable for anyone in the industry - it's not really a book about tech.
Racial commentary made masterfully, satirically, and never loosening the tongue from the proverbial cheek.
A blast.