"Darby Larson's names & singalongs scatter over the whitewash the way we're sometimes thinking too hard to hold the mugs we're fondest of. This is a text that fades & shirks & gabs. It shudders like the needle that won't land. Opt to be a Freeman, & let Larson parse your dreams for sub-thoughts." --Mike Young, author of Look! Look! Feathers
This is probably one of the purest surrealist works I've read yet, or at least I would call it that. The prose is marvelous, though it is definitely not easy to read (even as short as it is). I would be hard pressed to tell you anything it is actually about, but I liked reading it. I think you could spend years reading it before you could really figure anything out about it. Perhaps it is a bit less graspable than I normally go in for, but it is still an amazing work to read.
I have learned that 'sold out' is something I don't want to see on the Mud Luscious Press machinery, so Darby Larson's The Iguana Complex is now available again for purchase, and will remain so forever, as will all future Nephew titles we release: http://mudlusciouspress.com/nephew/
Darby Larson's writing flutters between the whimsical (think John Lennon's use of mashing words together to create vague concepts in a complex nursery rhyme way) and the surreal (not unlike Andre Breton). This is a quick read and one that should be an occasional revisit. I actually had to reread the first ten pages just to get a feel for the singsongy, cut up style of composition. Once I got the rhythm of the book, I couldn't put it down. I can also see myself rereading this from time to time and maybe getting something completely different the next time around.