Think of Timequake, Kurt Vonnegut's 19th and last novel (or so he
says), as a victory lap. It's a confident final trot 'round the track
by one of the greats of postwar American literature. After 40 years
of practice, Vonnegut's got his schtick down cold, and it's a pleasure-
if a slightly tame one--to watch him go through his paces one more time.
Timequake's a mongrel; it is half novel, half memoir, the project of
a decade's worth of writer's block, a book "that didn't want to be
written." The premise is standard-issue Vonnegut: "...a timequake,
a sudden glitch in the space-time continuum, made everybody and
everything do exactly what they'd done during past decades, for good
or ill, a second time..." Simultaneously, the author's favorite tricks
are on display--frequent visits with the shopworn science fiction
writer Kilgore Trout, a Hitchcockian appearance by the author at the
book's end, and frequent authorial opining on love, war, and society.
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