Ned Beauman talks Arc about The Teleportation Accident, a genre-splitting novel that, unlike his dark debut Boxer Beetle, wears its comic impulses on its sleeve. When culpably naive Weimer emigre Anton Loeser stumbles into the Los Angeles dreamtime in the late 1930s, he triggers a series of world-shattering incidents, none of which involve him getting laid.
Simon Ings
“Ah, bankers, students, workers, officials, servants, you are the cock-suckers of the useful, the masturbators of necessity. I shall never work. My hands are pure.” — Louis Aragon
