IN A WORLD OVERFLOWING WITH IMAGES, HOW CAN YOU TELL WHO YOU REALLY ARE?
Marlene Moore wasn't even sure why she accepted the job, except that it gave her the chance to just get in her car and drive. To escape from grief, to keep moving, to maybe find a destination for herself. Now she's journeying around England, a land that turns stranger and more dreamlike the further she travels. Along the way she picks up various passengers, each as lost as she is, each on the run from troubles of their own.
Slowly, day by day, Marlene is falling prey to a sickness, a disease that seems to change the world around her. Only by recording her feelings in a notebook can she keep track of her life. But now even her notebook seems to be turning against her. And the job that started Marlene on this journey turns out to be far weirder, and more dangerous, than she ever imagined.
WHERE DO YOU COME FROM? AND WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
A Road novel for the twenty-first century, Falling Out of Cars explores a country, and a psyche, falling off the edge of reality.
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About the Author
Jeff Noon was born in Manchester in 1957. He was trained in the visual arts, and was musically active on the punk scene before starting to write plays for the theatre. His first novel, Vurt, was published in 1993 and went on to win the Arthur C. Clarke Award. His other books include Pollen, Nymphomation, Automated Alice, Pixel Juice, Needle in the Groove and Falling Out Of Cars and Channel Sk1n (published August 2012). His plays include Woundings, The Modernists and Dead Code. For more information see Jeff's website (www.metamorphiction.com) or follow him on Twitter (@jeffnoon)
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Brilliant, brilliant stuff.Following up on "there's something wrong with the world-- it's something we almost recognise but it's also a bit like you've been inadvertantly dosed with controlled substances", Jeff Noon's delivered us something very special.I beleive it's out of print and hard to find-- if you like it, or Lauren Beukes, or Neil Gaiman, and you want something a little more out there, a little more literary, a little more experimental, get this book.I do hope that the good Mr. Noon comes back to us-- I was enjoying 217babel and his experiments in the Web as a platform for literary form... but he seems to be gone. If you read this, please keep writing.
I'm not sure what to make of it . . . In some ways I quite liked it, but overall it left me with an unsatisfied feeling. Yes, the style was highly disjointed, but I don't quite think that was a problem. There was some excellent imagery and moments of pure revulsion (one section I had to skip because it made me quite queasy!) and I think this is one where every reader will have a different interpretation. All up, though, I wouldn't say it's the best book I've read.
A vivid and beautifully surreal read.