“The ‘New Yorker short story’ is no longer the hegemon it may once have been. In fact, this collection of ‘thrilling tales’ actually serves as a more effective counterbalance to an entirely new phenomenon. Call it the ‘McSweeney’s short story’ — younger and hipper and more experimental, but no less influential. In some ways, McSweeney’s has been a useful counterpoint to the mainstream publishing scene. Regardless of whether its self-referential play is to your taste, it’s the first bona fide literary movement in decades—with all the old-fashioned energy that such a term implies. But the quality of the work inside McSweeney’s has yet to live up to the promise of the magazine’s gloriously designed packaging.”