Don DeLillo - Point Omega

Financial Times“Not without some flaws. The characterisation is cursory...” But the high concepts about politics and art are seeded into the story sinuously, and the painterly rendering of the desert setting, with its “blinding tides of light and sky”, imparts a wonderfully eerie atmosphere...

The Scotsman“A rarefied novel of ideas...” Point Omega is another formidable construction by a very distinctive writer, folding together disparate events in an intricate way to create profound unease...

The Times“Dense, cryptic, totally interesting...” The brilliance of the book lies in DeLillo never once announcing that we are in Grand Theme territory. On the contrary, this unapologetic novel of ideas has its own stealthy logic...

The Independent“A forlorn counterattack against plot, cause and effect...” DeLillo has a far broader purpose, as he always does: to present a world in which perception and reality are one, and to suggest ways to navigate it. He is almost alone in the mainstream of American literature in ploughing this furrow...

The Telegraph“Not yet reviewed” There is a lot of comedy in Point Omega, but the glacial speed of the book deliberately removes the laughs. Point Omega is a treat: the most satisfying and least cryptic of DeLillo’s late novels...

Guardian“An object lesson in late-phase literature...” It requires careful reading, but as with the man in the gallery, and as with every other aspect of this finely austere novel, the harder you look, the more you see...

The New Yorker“Reaches for enigmatic profundity but meanders...” The reader, troublingly, is left to chew on Elster’s utterances: “A moment, a thought, here and gone, each of us, on a street somewhere, and this is everything.” Is it?

The New York Times“Building a Pinteresque sense of dread...” It has an ingenious architecture that gains resonance in retrospect. But even its clever structural engineering can’t make up for the author’s uncharacteristically simplistic portrait of its hero...

Publishers Weekly“Rendering micro-moments of the inner life...” Akin to a brisk hike up a desert mountain—a trifle arid, perhaps, but with occasional views of breathtaking grandeur. There is no room for false steps, and even the sure-footed will want to double back now and then...

Economist“Not yet reviewed”