i think this chapter i'm on. circe, is the best one i've read, finished it last night, carried on reading well beyond 1am. i got really into it. i'm surprised myself. but it's really good, although at times also weird and possibly disturbing (there's quite a lot of the same stuff that's in those letters to his wife, about farting and water closets). he does do these really genuinely innovative things within the text, and you can get into them.
i also quite like how nothing is explained or clearly outlined, it's the opposite of clear, but you sort of get taken along with the mood.
the whole thing is formatted as a play script and at first i thought he was parodying an opera, cos there's also this recurring motif of a noise from out on the street, and there's various characters talking. but then he starts to give 'parts' within the play to inanimate objects eg the curtains in the room or whatever, they get mentioned by someone, then the next thing you know, they are speaking. this extends and extends, the shadows of people start to talk and have an opinion and so on. and the whole time, it's not even clear, at all, what the hell they are banging on about.
at one point, there's a whole page of words just jumbled up, very few commas or full stops, but there's some kind of rhythm there. had to read that bit twice.
towards the end, it does build into something quite profound, won't spoil it (but even there, it's not that clear).
and as with those sections i posted before, some of the writing, it's very fresh and zippy.
so yeah, this chapter is a good one, particularly the 2nd half.