An ecological black comedy and provocative modern morality tale; 'Boyle's prose is so good and his imagination so fertile that after a while you just sit back and are swept along' (Daily Telegraph)
It's 2025, and 75-year-old environmentalist Ty Tierwater is eking out a bleak loving managing a pop star's private zoo. It is the last one in southern California and vital for the cloning of its captive species. Once, Ty was so serious about environmental causes that as an eco-terrorist committed to Earth Forever! he endangered the lives of both his daughter, Sierra, and his wife, Andrea. Now, when he's just trying to survive in a world cursed by storm and drought, Andrea returns to his life.
Frightening, funny, surreal and gripping, T.C. Boyle's story is both a modern morality tale, and a provocative vision of the future
About the Author
T. C. Boyle is the New York Times bestselling author of ten collections of stories and fourteen novels, most recently, San Miguel, followed by the second volume of his collected stories, T. C. Boyle Stories II. His work has been translated into twenty-five languages and won a PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction. He is a member of the Academy of Arts and Letters and lives in California.
Industry Reviews
Surreal, daring and compassionate. Easily one of the best books of the year * Daily Mail *
Bursting with imagination and humour ... Very sharp and funny ... Boyle's prose is so good and his imagination so fertile that after a while you just sit back and are swept along regardless * Daily Telegraph *
A comedy with teeth from one of America's most consistently inventive novelists ... Boyle's prose is razor sharp and darkly funny. He captures brilliantly all the chaos and compassion of Ty's young and old world * The Times *
T.C. Boyle is one of the most inventive and verbally exuberant writers of his generation * New York Times *
Superb ... if Boyle was from this side of the pond, this is the book they'd all have to beat for the Booker Prize * Sunday Tribune *
Boyle's bleak vision of the future is visibly human, and behind the frenzied articulacy lies a compelx, sentimental yearning that gives heart to our absurd extremes * Observer *