I finished reading Bangkok 8 last night. Of course it was great, or it wouldn't be worth talking about. The story is two parts detective thriller and one part Buddhist magic realism. The book aggressively defies conventioanl plot dvices and morality, and if you're willing to go along for the ride it's a lot of fun. With all that messiness, I don't think I could have readit and enjoyed it a few years ago, so I'm glad it came along when it did. I remember now Erem telling me about reading House of the Spirits, "Sometimes there's some crazy shit, but that's just how they roll."
Edit: Man, I can't even spell "Bangkok" when I've got the book right in front of me.
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