the Forward by Jonathan Lethem warned me: it's weird; the narrative indulges in "causal slippages"; it can feel like Beckett or Kafka; it's hard to define, but call it SF/dystopian if that works for you; and, worst of all, because I don't like the film, its effect resembles that of the film Last Year at Marienbad (continuously recursive).
I therefore started this book a wee bit nervous...and yet, and yet...so far I love it!! I guess I'm in the mood for something like this, something like a weird dream. not sure how it will ultimately rank with me, but set against the fact that books written like this usually wear out their welcome with me very fast--eccentricities begin to grate, etc.--is the fact that Ice is rather short, and likely will be wrapping up just when i need logic and linearity in my picks. I repeat: so far, I'm impressed!