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As always, Di Filippo's reviews are grounded in a thorough understanding of our genre's history. His comparisons to other works always interesting and informative, this time he offers, "In Marcelina's sections, we get a story built of equal parts Norman Spinrad (the sardonic media satire) and Fritz Leiber (the crosstime shennanigans). In Edson's parts, McDonald distills John Brunner, Bruce Sterling and William Gibson, producing his own unique hard liquor. And in the Quinn action, we've got flavors of Neal Stephenson blended with Howard Hendrix. And don't forget that all three sections authentically render the Brazilian milieu as deftly as native writer Jorge Amado would."
Di Filippo concludes by calling the novel, "a tripartite thriller that whipsaws the reader's expectations and enjoyment around like a motorcycle ride straight down Sugarloaf itself. As Dr. Falcon writes in his journal, 'Brazil turns hyperbole into reality.' Call what McDonald does here, then, "hyper-real SF."
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