[I Am the Cheese], a magnificent accomplishment, begins innocuously with a first-person narrative: "I am riding the bicycle and I am on Route 31 in Monument, Massachusetts, on my way to Ruttersburg, Vermont, and I'm pedaling furiously because this is an old-fashioned bike…." The reader, however, is suddenly jolted by a shift in point of view: the appearance of the official-looking transcript of a taped dialogue between the protagonist of the story and Brint, a mysterious interlocutor. The dialogue, in turn, is interspersed with an account of the events as related by an omniscient third-person narrator. Skillfully, an intertwining pattern for the whole book is created, rhythmically alternating the three devices; but much more than a brilliant technical tour de force is achieved. These devices, as expertly as they are used, build the necessary dynamic structure to encompass the onward-pacing story full of tension, mysteries, and secrets—the disclosure...