Some authors are instantly recognisable; they have a certain style that clicks and you know by the end of the first page whether or not you’re in for a good time. This is Vonnegut through and through.
Deadeye Dick is perhaps one of his more underrated novels, carrying with it all of Vonnegut’s humour and horror, but delivering it in a much more static method. Rather than using his odd, but iconic, use of juxtaposing timelines or galavanting locations as pivotal aspects of the story, Vonnegut opts for a more standard storytelling structure, instead of using the timelines and metaphoric location jumps as framing devices for Rudy’s experience. This standard structure lets Vonnegut play freely with his characters, refining his talent for weaving the tragic and hilarious.
Deadeye Dick accomplishes the same as Cat’s Cradle or Breakfast of Champions, but does so without the kind of elements that might put off a first-time reader.