Substance: Death. Chaos in the 1st round. Great.

You know those final implosion films that leave you mouth the taste of wonder at a style virtuosity so accomplished that you could not simply guess their purpose and what end. Yes, I mean the usual suspect, fight club Matrix etc ... And of death substance is made of the same substance, it also, in the words of Shakespeare, which are made our dreams. While the story is interesting, certainly, and keeps us in suspense without difficulty, but the end, this, like an uppercut, that same sense of free fall that we can have a dream that leaves us staring into space , heart pounding, and desires from again. This book is not read. It is to live. A live urgently.