"The sort of postmodern epic that arrives like a comet about once every decade, like Infinite Jest or Gravity's Rainbow. Like any epic, it defies summary and overflows with puns, allusions, digressions, authorial sleights of hand and structural gags—in the tradition of Thomas Pynchon, James Joyce, Jonathan Swift and Laurence Sterne." —Christian Lorentzen, New York Observer “Witz is a brave and artful attempt to explore and explode the limits of the sentence." —New York Times "In this ambitious novel, Benjamin Israelien—born full grown, bearded, and wearing glasses—is the last living Jew, a national celebrity and Messiah-like great hope for an America terrified of losing God’s grace. In more than eight hundred pages of dense, often self-amused prose, he tours in a big revival show, visits Holocaust sites ('Whateverwitz' in 'Polandland'), and even makes a brief sojourn in space with a tentacled alien named Doktor Froid. 'Witz,' as Cohen explains, means 'joke,' and the novel overflows with puns, allusions, and Borscht Belt zingers, in an incantatory modernist style." —New Yorker