“Anzo borrego half dream. Nothing is solved.”Mr. Potatoehead wrote this review Thursday, April 8, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“Short, well written....I just didn't get it!!”prctaxman wrote this review Sunday, April 4, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“I just could not maintain interest. Might try it again sometime.”Sharon Anne B wrote this review Saturday, March 13, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“This is classic DeLillo: A cross between Didion and Barthes, the spare prose and oblique lines, the exact coordinates and open-ended mystery. A tour de force in miniature.”Dan McNeill wrote this review Tuesday, March 23, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“This novella feels like the unfinished middle of another novel. The mood and prose is pure DeLillo, but the book is wanting of some greater message and deeper conflict.”Brian B wrote this review Tuesday, March 2, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“Meditative prose. Terse; yet too terse.”Joe B wrote this review Friday, February 26, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“A beautiful, haunting novel from one of the great living writers.”Frances Badgett wrote this review Thursday, February 25, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“My review is on TheFish.com http://www.thefish.com/books/reviews/11626570/”Chad Estes wrote this review Tuesday, February 23, 2010. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
“I don’t think anything delights me more than to be in total disagreement with the received wisdom of the mainstream book reviewers. From the New York Times to Esquire and everywhere else in between, Don DeLillo’s new book Point Omega is being condemned as a failure. I dissent. I think the book is a masterpiece, and I think the reviewer’s hostility to the book reveals their impatience.
The story is fairly straightforward: Elster, who worked with the Pentagon on “risk assessments” (the classic DeLillo occupation) provided theoretical guidance in readiness for the invasion of Iraq. Jim Finley is trying to persuade Elster to take part in a film he wants to make. Eventually they end up in the Sonoran Desert in a house together, sitting on the deck drinking. They’re joined by Elster’s daughter, Jessie, and for a little while it’s almost idyllic — “vast night, moon in transit” — in a zero-humidity sort of way. Then something happens or doesn’t happen to Jessie, and she disappears. The men search for her and the desert presses in on them.
The novel is framed by scenes of an art installation that actually existed at the Museum of Modern Art in New York in 2006: 24 Hour Psycho, in which Alfred Hitchcock's movie is slowed down to complete a single showing over 24 hours. This stands as a reference point for the novel’s many meditations on time: "Time falling away. That's what I feel here," he said. "Time becoming slowly older. Enormously old. Not day by day. This is deep time, epochal time. Our lives receding into the long past. That's what's out there. The Pleistocene desert, the rule of extinction."
Perhaps it is just this aura of timelessness that so irritates the reviewers. I think it is the main strength of the book, a device that gives the novel grace and power. If readers can slow down and pay attention to DeLillo, I think they will be rewarded. The novel hovers, and the reader is forced to look inward to confront their own sense of time. DeLillo slows down the whole culture, all of our repertoire of artifacts, words, and gestures; he slows down the whole country, its past, its future, its suspended present, and the notion that we might ever get out of it. “He exchanged all that for space and time. ... There were the distances that enfolded every feature of the landscape and there was the force of geologic time, out there somewhere, the string grids of excavators searching for weathered bone.”
Don’t listen to the idiot newspaper reviewers: this is a powerful book, utterly fascinating, and worth lingering over. ”