Lacan: “You probably can’t understand anything I say.”
The Complete Works of Marvin K. Mooney is a mindfuck, I think. Higgs is very conscious about grounding himself in the tradition of experimental literature. This novel is indeed within such a tradition. Similarities to previous avant-gardening authors are apparent, but Higgs takes his text much further in terms of fragmentation and self-reflexivity, only to all the while slyly debase such concepts.
He mentioned that it was about zombies and said that I had probably seen the promotional posters in the NYC subways. I did not expect it to be a show that I would find very intriguing. I expected it to be television’s usual attempt at transforming a classic cinematic genre to fit the T.V. format, such as how True Blood or Dexter each turn their respective (vampire and serial-killer) genres into fairly formulaic television.