I think Gravity's Rainbow is vastly underrated.
I've never discovered such a profound work that tackles nearly every nook and cranny of the human psyche, except for Ulysses. And the wordplay is unrivaled.
Why do the scholars stick with Joyce and Faulkner, and not on Pynchon? Or am I just not seeing the big picture here?
Now you've got me interested in reading more Pynchon...
I've only read one of his novels: V. I know he writes in a non linear style that he supposedly got from Nobakov. I didn't think V. was particularly hard to read, so I'll have to look into Gravity. By the way, I liked V.