Review from a Transgressive Fiction Fan
It’s easy to describe what ‘Invisible Cities’ is not rather than what it is as it’s really very difficult to ascertain which category it can be put into; it neither has a clear plot nor characters are developed as they normally are, it can’t be called a novel or collection of stories, can’t be put in any one genre since it surpasses so many; but still something extraordinary, something which can’t be described in words, which can only be felt.
“Insightful” Review from a Mainstream Reader
Italo Calvino jerked off onto some pages and called it a book. Fuck the “clever”, writing exercise of a plot. It’s just tedious. The plot wouldn’t even matter if the prose was good, but it’s not. Each description of city after city flies by, all sounding the same. I’m aware that’s the point, but it doesn’t matter if each description bores me to tears. And there’s so fucking many of them!