In this novel a couple who have been forced to live in their car are offered residence in the dystonic gated futuristic all-seeing and all controlling town of Consilience, but lose all contact with the outside world, and spend alternate months in a prison called Positron. Talking heads come to life. Sex robots, electronically matched to residents, and copulation with chickens seems natural They both have extramarital affairs, and . Prostibots programmed by laser brain surgery alter specific personalities, memories, and sexual attractions. Possibilibots, and a whole troupe of robotic Elvis lookalikes control the sex lives of the couple when they individually escape to Las Vegas.
This may be the best of dytonic fiction, and it would be very arrogant of me to diss a writer as talented as Atwood (I unite enjoyed her semi-historical Alias Grace) but this is not my favourite genre and I found the female narrator’s high pitched voice to be shrill and irritating.
3/5
The Passionate Reader 