Ice Trilogy

<p>A New York Review Books Original<br> &#160;<br> In 1908 deep in Siberia it fell to earth. THEIR ICE. A young man on a scientific expedition found it. It spoke to his heart and his heart named him Bro. Bro felt the Ice. Bro knew its purpose. To bring together the 23000 blond blue-eyed Brothers and Sisters of the Light who were scattered on earth. To wake their sleeping hearts. To return to the Light. To destroy this world. And secretly throughout the twentieth century and up to our own day the Children of the Light have pursued their beloved goal.<br> &#160;<br> Pulp fiction science fiction New Ageism pornography video-game mayhem old-time Communist propaganda and rampant commercial hype all collide splinter and splatter in Vladimir Sorokin&#146;s virtuosic Ice Trilogy a crazed joyride through modern times with the promise of a truly spectacular crash at the end. And the reader as eager for the redemptive fix of a good story as the Children are for the Primordial Light has no choice except to go along caught up in a brilliant illusion from which only illusion escapes intact.<br></p>