One of the most amusing descriptions of Infinite Jest I've read appears in John Barber's article about Infinite Summer over at Globe and Mail arts.
Like Nabokov, on ecstasy, while downing a goat, contains this piece of gold:
How to reduce such an awesome thing to a phrase? Given its illicit-substance-soaked content, I toy with “Nabokov on ecstasy.” Nabokov naked and wailing, with blood in his eyes. But funny, so outrageously funny. I am disturbing the sleep of my children with the yelps, gasps and guffaws that emit from my bedroom at night. More quietly, I am shuddering and crying. Reading Infinite Jest is like trying to swallow a goat and discovering it is the most stimulating experience imaginable.
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