When a vacancy appears in a house of university intellectuals in picturesque York, Massachusetts, graduate student Lawrence Cassidy jumps at the chance to rent. Soon, though, the disorienting dynamics of the house and its quirky inhabitants insidiously and irrevocably change the course of his life. Practical, conservative Lawrence's moral foundation begins to crack as he is quickly swept into the fold of eccentric scholars that challenges the core of his fundamental values. Eventually, the art of debate escalates to radical action, resulting in a brutal crime of social passion that no one can take back, and everything Lawrence once thought he knew is forever revolutionized. A darkly comic tale, Lawrence and the Machine explores how our internal and external worlds are shaped by the exhilarating and dangerous motivation and passion within all of us.
This little book contains just the right amount of humor to balance its gravity; it has wit, wisdom, and ways of transporting you into the tortured world of academia.
I could picture the dusty, dark room that showcased the repartee of the characters, and I felt a desire to seek out old houses that creak in the night. I also found myself pausing to think about the philosophies that unfolded with the story...it's the kind of consciousness that everyone must discover in their twenties. For that reason, I'd recommend this book to anyone experiencing a level of angst (and quarterlife crises). Actually, I'd recommend it to anyone looking for something to challenge his self-awareness and societal expectations.
In fact, by the end of this tale, I found myself wanting another chapter, but I realized that the story actually continues in the world in which we live...without spoiling the ending, I'll just say that I immediately thought of many recent news events. Perhaps one of the most shocking elements of this narrative is that it foretold what is inevitable.