I am still not sure how I feel about Norman Rush's Subtle Bodies but the fact that I am still thinking about it a month after I expressed similar doubts should be a pretty good indication that is it a book worth reading. Norman Rush himself is 80 today, which is a remarkable achievement in and of itself. Who cares what a bunch of idiots say about his book? He's done 79 full years of this crap and has somehow decided to stick with it. The least you could do is get his new novel.