Anyway, I got distracted. Its Sunday and dinner won't be ready for hours, so pre-dinner drinks and a quick visit from the in-laws have taken a small toll on my train of thought... read: ability to for coherent thoughts I'm pretty sure that what I was trying to say is that Crouch has taken a shot at a well worn trope, but he has managed to build a story that surprisingly has an interesting new twist. You'd think that ground this well plowed would have little fruitful crop to be harvested how's that for a tortured metaphor? or is it a simile? gulp
Recursion follows the exploits of New York City detective Barry Sutton, who is driven to understand the suicide of a random jumper with a wild story of false memories; and Helena Smith, the creator of a new scientific breakthrough she has been working on to try and record, retrieve, or recreate her dementia-ridden mother's memories. You can perhaps see how these two might meet in the Big Apple, but where their story leads is not what I was expecting. There was even a small taste of Freaky Friday on this one, altho I expect that anyone else who has read this may find that a stretch. i said there were drinks! But maybe we'll just agree that it was freaky, and leave it at that. There was a small amount of repetitiveness, that repeated itself a little, but only a few times over again, before we got to the climax, but it was only a little bit, and then it was over, and we got to the climax.
Crouch is apparently pretty well know for Dark Matter, and maybe I'll take a look if I run across it. This one was pretty good.
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