Serendipitously finished on Vonnegut's birthday. Definitely a quick read. Few books have given me such pause after reading. I'm torn between a distaste for what I perceive is the overall message and an appreciation for the meta-fictional manner in which the story develops. Reading it's quickly only made me want to start again from the beginning to figure it out more. Devastatingly sad and less funny than I had been told, but nonetheless very moving.