"Evelyn Reilly's Apocalypso floats a cobbled kind of futurist voyage that moves by belief and uncovered loss to quickly deliver an overwhelming sensation (allegory) that as in Tarkovsky's Solaris we are on this journey too and have no hope (and want none) of getting off it. Turning these pages we discover that the museum of the future is a ship and Evelyn Reilly is scribbling our fate."
Apocalypso, Roof Books, Spring 2012
"Styrofoam is a piece of functional social anatomy ranging from roadkill to the ecstasy of Saint Teresa, effortlessly sweeping up everything from thermoplastics to cancer cells as if they were the dice tossed by a vast, remote croupier. You don't so much read a book like this as feel it strapped onto your brain like a phantom limb. Reilly's Styrofoam adds its length to the irrigation tubing pioneered by Raymond Queneau's script (in alexandrines) for Resnais' film The Song of Styrene, and Christian Bök's Crystallography—works of a collective and onrushing 'celluloid paranoid cornucopia.'" Jed Rasula
"Rather than a piece of literature one can finally handle, a reader is immersed in the work, with a sense of its vastness, our participation in something beyond us."
Charles Alexander
Portable Press at Yo-Yo Labs, August 2006.
"These intentionally wayward and witty poems are about
exploration — the
pleasure of the search. Enlisting a dazzling array of literary and cultural
references from Vallejo to Stein to Eva Hesse, Reilly slips with agility between their lines to create idiosyncratic readings and dizzy duets. As playful as she is scholarly, Evelyn Reilly's first book is a real find!"
Elaine Equi
Hiatus, Barrow Street Press, May 2004. |
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