He's the Steinbeck of suburbia.
The sinews of Perrotta's fiction, rather, are the tensions within and between characters, tensions that he steadily and artfully amplifies until the reader becomes possessed by curiosity about how they'll be resolved ... "Mrs. Fletcher" is lit up by flashes of acute observation.
[Perrotta] explores the redefining of American sex lives by technology. . . . Mrs. Fletcher is a wry, compassionate novel about the ramifications of porn filtering so effortlessly into mainstream culture, without hysteria or accusations. Perrotta [is] well-versed in capturing the manifold follies and fetishes of human behavior. . . . One of the sharpest elements of Mrs. Fletcher is how Perrotta presents two opposing forces colliding on campus: porn culture and PC culture.
Tom Perrotta writes with a satirist's ear and the heart of a romantic.
"Mrs. Fletcher," Perrotta's seventh novel and first since 2011's "The Leftovers," operates and succeeds in ways that will be pleasingly familiar to his admirers. It uses a fecund premise, a large cast of recognizable characters, a rotating point of view, a propulsive plot, a humane vision and clean, non-ostentatious ... prose to explore a fraught cultural topic. There be dragons, yes, but decency mitigates the danger. "Mrs. Fletcher" is the sweetest and most charming novel about pornography addiction and the harrowing issues of sexual consent that you will probably ever read.
A provocative comedy of sexual politics, with heart and bite
[Perrotta is] the American Nick Hornby
From the thrill of learning of its existence, to the feverish turning of pages, to the contemplative afterglow that comes from having finished: there's nothing like a new Tom Perrotta novel. Mrs. Fletcher is all you dream it will be: hilarious, provocative (a little too), relatable, and every moment a joy ride.
Tom Perrotta has to be considered one of our true genius satirists.
Light, zingy, and laugh-out-loud funny.
[A] fantastic tease ... [Perrotta] knows how to capture the hilarious contradictions of teenagers.
At times morbidly funny and, at others, grim, "Mrs. Fletcher" signals a return to familiar territory for Mr. Perrotta - sex, school and suburbia ... While "Mrs. Fletcher" may sound, from a plot summary, like an R-rated comedy or the outline for a raunchy Judd Apatow movie, it is more melancholy than many of his earlier books. Sex and pornography often serve as shorthand for characters' loneliness and their search for self-worth.
[A] comical but compassionate exploration of the contemporary sexual landscape . . . As a man writing about a woman's sexuality, Perrotta has been careful to avoid lapses that might seem prurient or salacious . . . He seems motivated by a genuine curiosity about shifting social attitudes and the impact of technology on people's lives.
A wry, spiky examination of how the internet is reshaping sexuality