I’ve read quite a few post-apocalyptic tales and there are certain things you come to expect: bleak landscapes, dust, desperados eking out an existence, rubble and debris. Brian Evenson’s novel Immobility has all those things but starts from a unusual position and paints a dire picture of the future that is more bizarre than most.
Read the rest of my review at SF Crowsnest.
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