I am generally a huge fan of Fielding Dawson, and this book, as much of any of his others is both frustrating and enthralling. The characters here are not completely devoid of sympathetic qualities but at times the make it hard. Drunken, artistic 20-somethings with nothing real going on in their lives are the topic of many novels, I would guess, but Dawson writes about them here over the course of a long, dream-like period, where-in their adventures are not really that adventurous, and their conflicts, as they will, arise out of nothingness and dissolve randomly. The tricks Dawson plays with language make the book well worth reading, and especially some of the dialogue was quite memorable.