

Eggers’s inhabiting of the terms and tics of a distinctly American consciousness is as remarkable as, in earlier books, his channeling of Sudanese and Syrian sensibilities. Eggers’s command of this middle-management landscape is so sure - and his interest in the battle between humanity and technology so insistent - that his book might almost be a DeLillo novel written for the iPhone Generation, though delivered by DeLillo’s more openhearted and Midwestern nephew. that it’s easy to overlook just how strong and well wrought the writing is.

Scene after scene is so clear and precise. Hologram flashes past in an appropriately quick series of brief, displacing passages with plenty of space around them for us to feel the vacancy and nowhereness.
