MANY ARE INVITED

In this novel, a rivalrous friendship in Northern California during the tech boom of the 1990s comes to a spectacular crescendo.

Steve Galanos didn’t initially like his colleague John Goertz. When John warned the phone company for which they worked of the impending disaster that came to be known as Y2K, Steve thought it was an opportunistic career move, especially since it was only 1994. But John’s case proved convincing, and he was rewarded for what was seen as his diligent prescience, an outcome that rankled Steve: “This was his master plan all along. Point out this ridiculous problem, scare everyone, and get himself a promotion.” Nevertheless, while working together on the newly created Year 2000 Conversion Team, they both discover they have a lot in common, and the two become best friends. But while John is an ambitious perfectionist on his way to building a dream life—he weds Mary, makes a killing when a new company he works for launches a successful IPO, and buys a $1 million house—Steve feels trapped in an unfulfilling career without any hopes for improvement. Not surprisingly, his feelings of inadequacy emerge in the form of profound envy: “I was completely jealous, just like on that first day I had met him. Who was this guy and what had he done to deserve all of this?” Cuesta delicately portrays Steve’s mounting discontent mixed with genuine fraternity—in fact, his jealously is only explicable in the context of his very real affection for his best friend. But when John hosts a housewarming party at his new home in swanky Los Gatos, the friendly competitiveness between them turns sinister.

The author paints a rich tableau of Northern California during the frenetically optimistic days of the tech industry and—as Y2K demonstrated—the feverish capacity for overheated fearmongering. It was a time when considerable fortunes were eagerly made and quickly lost. As John climbs the ladder of corporate success, Steve is laid off. In addition, Cuesta limns a devilishly complex psychology of envy, which plumbs the peculiar relationship between love and loathing. Finally, the author captures an emotional emptiness at the core of corporate striving, one humorously expressed in the way John handles his spirituality: “It wasn’t that he didn’t believe in God. He did. Firmly. And he especially believed in God’s omnipresence. And the only way he knew how to deal with that—that is, live without the fetters of conviction while God watched—was to postpone thinking about God altogether. Just as with any other chore or task, he was simply procrastinating, setting it in the back of his mind, willing to deal with it later.” The plot can drag a bit—even for a shorter novel—and the granular presentation of drearily flat lives eventually begins to take on a tedium of its own. Readers will wonder if this tale would have been more successful as a short story. Still, the ending is as unpredictable as it is thrilling, and the novel as a whole is a keen peek into a hollow culture.

An astute anatomy of a decadent cultural milieu.