Few opuses come quite as magnum as Infinite Jest, an intimidating tree stump of a book that makes for singularly cumbersome beach reading. Entertainment Weekly’s literary critic famously trying to review it upon release in 1996, while The Onion later nodded to its author’s excessive verbosity with the headline,. Anyone put off by the sheer bulk of Wallace’s masterpiece, however, or its reputation as catnip for pretentious book bros, has missed out not only on one of modern fiction’s more rewa...

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