Harry March is something of a wreck and more than half nuts. Up until now, he has lived peacefully on an island in the Hamptons with his talking dog, Hector, a born-again Evangelical and unapologetic capitalist. But March's life starts to completely unravel when Lapham an ostentatious multimillionaire who made his fortune on asparagus tongs begins construction of a gargantuan mansion just across the way. To Harry, Lapham's monstrosity-to-be represents the fetid and corrupt excess that has ruined modern civilization. Which means, quite simply, that this is war.
“Lapham Rising brims with word play.”
“This is Mr. Rosenblatt’s first novel. I hope it’s not his last.”
-New York Sun
“[An] uproarious debut…. Rosenblatt wields his satiric saber with skill and compassion. A-.”