The Isle of Minimus is a neon mirage from the heart of the sandblasted Nevada wasteland, a panorama of crazed dictators, dreamy acrobats, the urban warlords of Hollywood, video game cults, sinister boatmen, rogue airshow pilots, feral tourists, minituarised landmarks, opium dens, pop art, nuclear war, architecture, music, money, the sixties, the nineties, the post-nineties… a story of limitless scope and spectacle.
Using repetition, paradox and association, the novel leaves conventional views of linearity behind as it revisits the World’s Fair in Montreal 1967 and its antithesis, Las Vegas in 1999, by way of a confrontation in which a cast of dwarfs fight their way out of the now-never of capitalist ontology in an attempt to find a way back into history.
“Say it’s an antinovelistic novel or novelistic antinovel. Say it’s a satire on the film industry. Say it’s a satire on the entertainment industry. Say it’s a satire on the sex industry. Say it’s a satire on all industries. Says it’s a satire on the modern media. Say it’s a satire on capitalism. Say it’s a satire on satire… Say it’s a book with pages and words and no full stops… That’s not quite right: there’s a full stop at the end. But don’t say that: it’s a spoiler.”