Yeah fuck this book. After much blood, sweat, tears, and other unspeakable bodily excretions, we've had enough.

This is our first ever DNF after 50+ titles, so we thought we should do a postmortem of what went wrong.

Did we not try hard enough? Is Pynchon basically an asshole? Do we have a problem with postmodernism as a tradition? Or the maximalist writing style? How is that we (mostly) love David Foster Wallace, who copied so much of his schtick from Pynchon, but not the master himself?

And several other theories for why this book ultimately defeated us:

(00:00:00) Theory 1: we chose the wrong Pynchon to start out with (00:06:45) Theory 2: we are straight-up too dumb for this book (00:11:35) Theory 3: GR is intended for literary masochists (00:19:34) Theory 4: Postmodernist disorientation spiral (00:30:30) Theory 5: Pynchon is painfully unfunny (00:38:10) Theory 6: Maximalism is just too much, man (00:49:20) comparison vs DFW, the New Sincerity, and irony poisoning (00:56:50) Listener mail: In defence of Woolf and the modernists (01:01:51) Next book announcement

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Moby Dick — Herman Melville

Some festive chit-chat and navel gazing on the year that was.

CHAPTERS:

(00:00:00) big tiddy goth gfs and rival podcast recs (00:10:09) DYEL wrapped stats analysis (00:19:39) Third best book of the year (00:23:41) Second best book of the year (00:29:01) Best book of the year (00:33:11) Biggest stinker of the year (00:40:13) Best non-book club book or blog (00:56:25) Favourite movie or TV show of the year (01:03:53) What we're gonna do differently next year

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Moby Dick by Herman Melville

We've been making eyes at the postmodernists for a while, but up until this point have lacked the stones to go take a ride on daddy Pynchon's rocket ship.

Now that we have a little experience we thought we were ready for a mature and sophisticated lover like Gravity's Rainbow (1973): 800 pages long, and widely considered to be one of the greatest novels of all time.

...we were not ready.

It's right back to clumsy virginal fumblings as we attempt to decipher the first 100 pages. A shameful and frankly demoralising experience for the boys.

Does it get easier?

Please dear god let it get easier.

CHAPTERS:

(00:00:00) introductory fumblings (00:06:19) Rocket warfare (00:12:40) Pirate, ACHTUNG, and the Firm (00:17:14) Slothrop’s psychic schlong (00:22:58) Roger Mexico the statistician (00:30:12) Reverse causality (00:36:16) I didn't get that reference

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