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Part noir, part psychedelic romp, all Thomas Pynchon - private eye Doc Sportello comes, occasionally, out of a marijuana haze to watch the end of an era as free love slips away and paranoia creeps in with the L.A. fog. It's been awhile since Doc Sportello has seen his ex-girlfriend. Suddenly out of nowhere she shows up with a story about a plot to kidnap a billionaire land developer whom she just happens to be in love with. Easy for her to say. It's the tail end of the psychedelic sixties in L.A., and Doc knows that 'love' is another of those words going around at the moment, like 'trip' or 'groovy', except that this one usually leads to trouble. Despite which he soon finds himself drawn into a bizarre tangle of motives and passions whose cast of characters includes surfers, hustlers, dopers and rockers, a murderous loan shark, a tenor sax player working undercover, an ex-con with a swastika tattoo and a fondness for Ethel Merman, and a mysterious entity known as the Golden Fang, which may only be a tax dodge set up by some dentists. In this lively yarn, Thomas Pynchon, working in an unaccustomed genre, provides a classic illustration of the principle that if you can remember the sixties, you weren't there...or...if you were there, then you...or, wait, is it...

Thomas Pynchon is up to his usual business. Characters stop what they're doing to sing what are for the most part stupid songs. Strange sexual practices take place. Obscure languages are spoken, not always idiomatically. Contrary-to-fact occurrences occur. Maybe it's not the world, but with a minor adjustment or two it's what the world might be.

New York, 2001. Comment se fait-il que la start-up du très louche Gabriel Ice n’ait pas sombré alors que le marché du Net s’est effondré ? Pour le savoir, Maxine, créatrice de l’agence d’enquête sur

A finales del siglo XVIII, el astrónomo Charles Mason y el topógrafo Jeremiah Dixon, dos británicos a sueldo de la Royal Society, trazaron la línia que separaba los estados (entonces colonias) de Pennsylvania y Maryland, conocida aun hoy como la Linia Mason-Dixon. Superipecia, contada por Thomas Pynchon, se convierte en un retrato epico y parodico de los albores de la Edad Contemporanea.

«Si no recuerdo mal», confiesa Pynchon en la Introducción, «escribí estos relatos entre 1958 y 1964, cuatro de ellos cuando estudiaba en la universidad «Si no recuerdo mal», confiesa Pynchon en la

A few months after the Germans' secret V-2 rocket bombs begin falling on London, British Intelligence discovers that a map of the city pinpointing the sexual conquests of one Lieutenant Tyrone Slothrop, U.S. Army, corresponds identically to a map showing V-2 impact sites. The implications of this discovery launch Slothrop on a wildly comic extravaganza.

This is the first novel by the author of GRAVITY'S RAINBOW, and a profoundly impressive and original work in its own right. The search for the mysterious V ranges from New York to Cairo to Alexandria to Malta. Apart from its strange heroine, the book's characters include sailors, spies, priests, philosophers, bums and bawds.

"The most profound and accomplished American novel since the end of World War II." --Edward Mendelson, The New Republic