The preservation of the world from the Bomb hangs on the love affairs and political intrigues of a television star, a special effects expert, a pair of diplomats, and a South African rock group
Disclaimer: I did not finish this book. I gave it 240 pages before realizing I couldn’t bear slogging through another 160. I was promised a glimpse of the apocalypse, but all I got was diplomatic banter. Unlikeable characters putter around Los Angeles lying, cheating, and whining without anything significant happening. There were a few loose ends and unexplained coincidences I would have liked to see resolved, but I didn’t want to waste any more of my time with a book that utterly failed to captivate me. Between the characters I couldn’t trust, overly ambitious prose that rambled too much, and a non-existent plot, this book was a fail.
It took me a while to get into this one. It is very dreamy and surreal, and the people bothered me in the beginning. But about halfway through I found the book's stride and I'm glad I did. The people still bothered me, but there was enough else going on that the annoyance was minimal. Not really sure what the "real" story is because it is kind of mixed up, but I think that is kind of the point.