When this book came out a couple of years ago, it got a lot of press and glowing reviews. I can kind of see why, though I wasn't completely enthralled by it. Not much happens in the book, plotwise. The main character is a young woman named Reno. At the start, she is riding a motorcycle to the salt flats to see how fast she can go (the idea of setting any kind of a world record isn't really on her mind). From there she moves to New York City, becomes involved in the art world of the 1970s. Then, she goes to Italy for awhile with her boyfriend (who also happens to be from the family who owns the motorcycle company), and ends up being involved with a radical group. Finally, she returns to New York and reconnects with her art world acquaintances. So, I guess a lot does happen, but it doesn't really feel connected. There are also some flashback chapters about Reno's boyfriend's father (or grandfather, I was never quite sure), especially near the beginning of the novel. I was glad when these disappeared, 'cause whenever I started one, I wanted to get back to Reno's story. The writing (style) is beautiful and each of the individual little stories within the larger story are interesting. Just don't expect them to add up. One example: there's a reference to a woman called the White Lady, 'cause she always dresses in white, with a white wig, white make-up, white gloves, etc. Reno and a friend follow her into a grocery store where she buys milk, white bread, hominy, & mayonnaise (unfortunately, Kushner feels the need to hit us over the head and tell us that these are "[a]ll white products" like we wouldn't have gotten that). She even wears White Shoulders perfume (which I'm told is a real thing). All this takes place in the space of 3 paragraphs and she's never heard from (or about) again. Intriguing, but what does it all mean? Worth reading for the language, the stories, and the encounters, though.