By William Gaddis
The booklet Jonathan Franzen dubbed the "ur-text of postwar fiction" and the "first nice cultural critique, which, whether Heller and Pynchon hadn't learn it whereas composing "Catch-22" and "V.," controlled to count on the spirit of both"--"The Recognitions" is a masterwork approximately artwork and forgery, and the more and more skinny line among the counterfeit and the pretend. Gaddis anticipates by way of nearly part a century the trouble of fact that we at present face, the place the true and the digital are combining in alarming methods, and the assets of legitimacy and gear are usually imprecise to us.
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