![]() ![]() The typical Boyle story introduces a handful of quirky, comic characters, puts them in a car, and drives them off a bridge. Although he is a gleeful humorist, his plots tend to go sour. His hilarious novel about the travails of pot growing in California, Budding Prospects, shows him familiar with doper life but hardly sympathetic.įew people would call Boyle a sentimental novelist. ![]() The pretentious name, the urbane coverleaf photos, the wickedly precise syntax, the take-no-prisoners plots. ![]() Sure, Boyle covered it up pretty well for years. Often, it’s the stink of hypocrisy as much as it is patchouli and rank-foot. Normally, it doesn’t take much of a nose to smell a hippy a mile off. But I do know about one thing, and that is hippies. I don’t know much about contemporary fiction, and I’m not a Boyle expert either, though I’ve read most of his novels and stories as they’ve come out. I always thought Boyle was a hipster, and his most recent novel, Drop City, confirms it. ![]()
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