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Flabby early but manages to justify its unique take on time travel and earn it's ending. 3.5 but I'll round up.

Smart science-fiction for people who love science.

For Fans Of: Dark Matter, The Fold, All Our Wrong Todays

Alright, look. I went into this really going by the tags on goodreads as:
‘Science Fiction'
FIction
Time Travel
SF Fantasy

I'm not saying that those tags are WRONG but shit man. This is ‘literature' about relationships and cultural perspectives.
So I'm really torn on how i feel about it. It's difficult when you go into a book thinking about what it SHOULD be and then reading the book and it not being that thing at all. Does that make the book bad? Not at all. If it deviates from the storyline now and again to provide in-depth backstory and history of the relationships of the pre-sent-day characters, does that make it boring? this book just ‘lingers'.

It all starts out with the main character ‘Rebecca' feeling that something's not right. people are right, things start to glitch. There's reports of people suffering from this psychosis disorder of suffering from too much technology that causing these feelings. Now this is the part that really sparked my curiosity and I wish that was explored more.
Then away we go through a number of digressions:

Rebecca's backstory of dating and ‘dancing' (a reference to a Dane Cook bit)
Philip's backstory
Their son ‘Sean'
The Causality Violation Device
Rebecca's Job
Rebecca's father the minister
The security guards in the lab
The lab assistant Alicia
the other lab assistant Carson
Rebecca's friend Katherine and Carson
Then we learn about ‘the tragedy'

I did enjoy the futuristic setting and the touches of society covered in the writing. There are autonomous vehicles. An overbearing ‘VR' president that could interrupt your dinner or even your phone calls, and a dating service that's engineered to have a lower success rate than what's possible to keep people coming back. and that can also monitor the modulations in the voice of the call center agents grading their ‘performance' while helping customers.

It's all very insightful sprinkled with those ‘Black Mirror' esque glimpses of how future technology can be used to deceive us.
It reads like a slow drama, there's a tiny bit of foreshadowing for interesting things on the horizon, but it's not until the final one-third of the book that things start picking up a little.

It was good, just definitely not what I had expected.

It's a bit overstuffed, going on a lot of tangents about technology, e.g. social media, online dating, deepfakes/AI. It's all very insightful, but it does distract from the core of the story.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It's rare to find literary scifi / speculative fiction that's so subtle and careful in the building of plot. Halfway in, when the thing happens, I was almost disappointed, wishing it would have stuck to just being about those small discrepancies and the general feeling of unease. But, obviously, the 2nd half was good too.

We're in the very near future, autonomous cars and algorithms are ever-present, a physicist works on a causality violation device and his wife has these moments of uncanny, where things just don't seem quite right. The book's title will eventually come into play and it's done very elegantly and all the geeks will be satisfied. But it's far from just a scifi book, it's also about the lives of scientists, all our realities in this age of data, about addictions and regrets and all the different versions of people we are.

Also, isn't that cover great?
4.5

Rebecca Wright feels like something is off, that the world is upside down. She lives in a near future New Jersey with driverless cars and an omnipresent president that happily introduces every TV show and delivers personalized messages to couples out on a date or families celebrating a birthday. Maybe it's nothing though, she's got all the hallmarks of the unreliable narrator we've grown used to in fiction. Meanwhile her husband is obsessively working on a causality violation device - which he's tired of everyone referring to as a time machine.

And there you go. All the pieces are in place and you settle in for some time travelling shenanigans. But Dexter Palmer isn't interested in telling you that story quite yet. He meanders around, poking at ideas around big data, race, relationships and more. And you as the reader can't help but wonder what sort of book you've found yourself in. You begin to feel the same sort of unease that Rebecca feels. This isn't quite right. One of the characters in the story states; “Science fiction is a fantasy in which the science always works.” Is this a clue? Where are we headed exactly?

Dexter Palmer is a wildly entertaining writer and I couldn't help but enjoy his tangents and poking around in this world. So good!

At first, I felt like this book couldn't decide whether to be a literary domestic drama or a hard science depiction of how time travel would work. By the middle of the book, the two forms melded into something original and satisfying.