Biting, laugh-out-loud funny, infuriating. Even as the action spins out into ever greater absurdity, all the direct human interactions feel consistently plausible. ( )

I did not get this at all. The actual book has no summary on it, so I went in totally blind, expecting some kind of satire of our worship of athletes. Instead, I got a jumbled mess about race (maybe?).

The Super Bowl leads to riots, which leads to different armed factions fighting for control of the city, which leads to a faction recreating the same Super Bowl in the field, but with more murder.

There's clearly some kind of racial political aspect to it - the main characters are black, talking about protests and anarchy, and the white couple is clearly ridiculous. But nothing makes sense or, really, even goes anywhere.

I did like the monochromatic orange palette, and the weird announcers. ( )

Over-the-top satire often does not work for me, but I found this one biting and amusing. Passmore imagines a Super Bowl where a Colin Kaepernick stand-in leads his team to victory, setting off a sports riot that cascades into a race riot, internecine fights between factions (MLK nonviolence, Nation of Islam, anarchists, Black Lives Matter, white allies), and outright race war.

It's a pretty effective but depressing commentary on the current state of affairs. I can't love it, but I certainly respect it. ( )