Paperback, 224 pages
Published April 2, 2004 by Picador.
Apathy and confusion! Chaos rules in the name of success which no one could have for there are no more masters, just slaves commanding slaves. The system wins, whatever that means. Social forces win, whatever that means. Symbols win, whatever that means.
Since his magnum opus [book:Underworld], Delillo's books ([book:The Body Artist], [book:Cosmopolis]) have been short, controlled, and meditative. Cosmopolis possesses the kind of deft masculine wit and postmodern sexuality and philosophy that I so love about Delillo's writing, but it also has a weight of dark introspection to it that I don't feel always works out to have quite the impact that he may have struggled for. I enjoyed much of the book, but the pace never quite caught me up in it, and the ending felt anti-climactic. Which may or may not have been his purpose.
