>Yeah I'm going to omit the interesting Concavity climax, leave some breadcrumbs of what happened at the beginning, all so you're compelled to scour the book again, scrutinizing every overwritten aside and diatribe just to eke a little more resolution regarding the mold, Orin disseminating the entertainment, the entertainment qua antidote-gone-wrong, what exactly became of Gately, Wayne, ONAN, etc.
Call me Bruce Green but fuck off. I guess I can't appreciate open-ended stories (IJ isn't even terribly open-ended; there's a conclusion but it's fallow) that dress up deliberate incongruity as a means to something boundless and ineffable.

>>24547286 (OP)
> wants people to read more and consume less passive media
> conveys message using a jumbled 1,000 page book only people who read will finish
What was the point?

>>24547331
He could've cut half those pages, honestly.

>>24548385
It felt like he had an idea to write a long jumbled book about whether Hamlet pretended to be mad or not and another book idea to tell people to watch tv and then remembered “infinite jest” was from Hamlet and so combined them sloppily.

>>24547286 (OP)
I liked it. I know everything I need to know about that scene. I know who's playing, how they feel, what it means and where and when it is. Amongst the backdrop of the world ending, all that matters is one singular perfect moment between a father, a ghost wraith using a magic video camera possessing a teenage boy, and his son playing tennis.

>>24547331
no point