Colum McCann’s Limp Novel of Digital Life

Have novels left anything unsaid about the internet of the past fifteen years? It feels as though they’ve exhausted the terrain, but perhaps they’ve just made the same points over and over, their fragmented forms conjuring a user experience of broken attention, malaise, outrage, envy, and boredom. They have evoked the texture of e-mail exchanges; they have barged into the group chat; they have skewered the rhythms and argot of apps such as Hinge and Slack.