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The aesthetics of small cleverness - the set-up, tension and click of conclusion- and its bathetic pull, "this interplay of expectation and disappointment." Floyer's work has always felt like mocking tragedies, less fun than sinisterly aware of their exchange of the broken sad comedy of puns as like existentially it, this small disappointment threatening to replace understanding with "getting it," our world as a series of painfully dumb effects.
