While this book captures the chaos and zeitgeist of 1970's New York, I found the plot and characters a bit overwhelming. I really wanted to like this book and was drawn in by the description and groovy cover art, but it did not meet my expectations (although maybe that's my own fault)! I kept getting lost between characters coming in and out and their relationship and narrative, and the two different parts of the main plot didn't come together in the way I had hoped. I felt like a lot of the humor missed the mark for me as well. I wish I had liked this book more, but unfortunately I don't think I'm the right audience for it!

This sounded so great. It gave me Tom Robbins' vibes and as I am very interested in this period in New York's history I was excited to read it. I am afraid that it didn't live up to my expectations. At the end, the author writes about how he couldn't get this book published at the time he wrote it, because it had too many things going on and was too confusing. This, decades later published version is far more streamlined and cohesive, apparently. It may be the case for the author, but it is definitely not the case for me. The constant jump cutting from scene to scene, the fracturing of characters, constantly becoming other versions of themselves, the layering of meta narratives and ideas, just made a lot of noise. I lost sight of the plot. I lost sight of the characters and after a while I didn't care to find them again.

"Spillage" marks a remarkable debut, offering readers a witty and eccentric journey through 1970s New York. With its vibrant characters and clever prose, the novel effortlessly captivates and entertains. It's a devilishly delightful romp, reminiscent of Damn Yankees, that keeps the reader engaged and enthralled from start to finish.