A review by andybobandy
Mulligan Stew by Gilbert Sorrentino

2.0

OMFG. I am not even sure about the two stars. About half was "reasonable", but the rest? Ugh.

That play in the middle, the scientific study with unrelated footnotes, the interview with Barnette Tete, and several occurrences of lengthy lists of what? I don't know. Especially the one at the end of the book that goes on and on for nearly six pages.

I enjoy most books I read, even those that stretch the definition of what a novel is supposed to be, but this one was way too much.