Two words best sum it up: Hot damn.

One of the most stunning works of literature ever written, the late and brilliant D.F.W. manages to weave two very different cultures together (an elite junior tennis academy set, perhaps metaphorically, on a large hill, and, fittingly, at the bottom of the hill, a halfway house) and yet conversely he shows how the individuals within both spaces are terrifyingly similar.  I.e. how the use of drugs leisurely can quickly become a crippling downward spiral, and further, how the desir...