OK. So we all know that Eisenman is architecture's biggest fool, and it is easy to add to the lore of humor about this intellectually pathetic nincompoop, but if you had any doubts about how much of a con-man he really is, this book will dispel such lingering thoughts. Firstly, you have to see past the incredible arrogance of publishing a work that is perforated with holes, eliminating any effective opportunity to read the pages. Eisenman apologists (mostly gullible students, or intellectual wannabe's), will make the most infantile claims about this gimmick, citing it as 'challenging', transgressive' and all the other predictable buzzwords used to justify the rubbish that is written in the name of critical discourse today. Bear in mind too, that Jacques Derrida abandoned all communication with Eisenman when he eventually realised that Eisenman really had nothing of interest to add to contemporary theoretical debate, and admitted that this collaboration was a professional embarrassment. - In truth, the small holes may be the only worthwhile part of this otherwise ridiculous book.