Unique.
The protagonist, Frank, is most definitely a psychopath and yet one that I could almost understand their weird justifications - and that's credit to Banks, otherwise this could easily have been a story of a complete whack job.
The book is described (possibly by the publishers) as a gothic horror - it's certainly dark, but not sure it fits into horror.
It's definitely a mind fudge, and one that had me wanting to read more to try to understand if Frank understood what he was or not.
Definitely interesting, probably would have had a big impact if I'd read this in my teens (and not a 40 year old), still enjoyable in a challenging kind of way.
2 Highlight(s)
Sometimes I wish we had a cat. All I've ever had was a head, and that the seagulls took.
Each of us, in our own personal Factory, may believe we have stumbled down one corridor, and that our fate is sealed and certain (dream or nightmare, humdrum or bizarre, good or bad), but a word, a glance, a slip - anything can change that, alter it entirely, and our marble hall becomes a gutter, or our rat-maze a golden path.