I read this book looking to find something similar to The Women, which it was not. I think I prefer Boyle's period pieces, partially because he's older, I found it easier when he writes an aging Frank Lloyd Wright as his protagonist than a 33-year-old deaf woman. This troubled me throughout reading. That said, I really did like this book. T.C. Boyle is a MASTER of description, and I love the sense of belonging to the story it creates for me. This description, of course, makes his books seem tediously long. Talk Talk was the first book I finished on my Kindle, and after the half mark, I was literally counting down the percentage at the bottom of the screen until I was finished. I don't even think it was truly that lengthy, it just started to feel that way. I can say I HATED the antagonist(s), Peck (and Natalia), in this book. If this was Boyle's intention, right on. I literally wanted to throw up at parts due to how judgmental and conceited both of them were. Dude, none of it was your money! Also, grown men who bully lesser people are amongst my least favorite types of humans. I think the villains (still not sure if Natalia, who really didn't do anything but sip from her illegitimately-earned silver spoon, was a villain. Isn't slothfulness one of the seven deadly sins or something, though?) are really developed, but almost too much so? Really, when are the identity thieves ever true people with such vibrant pulses? I guess in Talk Talk we see that they're all scumbags with first-class lives and crummy motives.