Jack Womack

He aquí una parábola cruel sobre una Norteamérica que se ha vuelto loca, vista a través de los ojos de la violenta y decadente Nueva York del siglo XXI, donde el mundo de la riqueza y los altos negocios gravita sobre las bullentes y despiadadas multitudes que atestan sin ley ni concierto las calles, mientras acechando en la sombras, se hallan los ambientes, una nueva raza surgida de un terrible accidente y a la que se han unido muchos automutilados y que detenta una subcultura propia, con sus costumbres, su religión y su territorio.… (mais)

Womack was recommended to me as being a good writer, and this is the first book of his I've attempted, so I can only imagine that it must not be one of his better books. An alternate-universe, alternate-history, cyberpunk-themed book in which the protagonists often talk in a dreary newspeak and in which, despite reaching near the top in a corporate hell, they are too stupid to realize that they are being taken advantage of in ways that the reader notices immediately. I can see that Womack has talent, but this book, despite occasional moments in which he shows what he can do, is a failure.… (mais)