Lloyd Jones' playful, perceptive novel originally came out a decade ago. Its reappearance now completes Text's publication of his entire back list - and what an accolade that is.
It's a closely rendered narrative of New Zealand small-town life (or existence) that gradually morphs into other, unsettling and/or magical shapes.
While struggling town New Egypt tries to re-invent itself as a theme park, we're moved through a hangover in London, an attractive but absconding father in Australia, a marriage that's dwindled to a kitchen table where one partner spends days clipping pictures from magazines.
"(S)trange places for a life to end up."
Jones' fascination with the edgy and emblematic quickens scenes and sentences. A cannonball from Waterloo; adolescent boys furtively questing for porn; jigsaws of places that don't exist; hungry car-thieves who mistake Aids-infected blood for raspberry jelly: things constantly crackle with paradox. Emotions and relationships glint like smashed glass.