Two Indian men fall out of a plane before turning into an angel and a devil. The angel has dreams; of a village pilgrimage that can only go wrong, of a prophet tempted to compromise his core doctrine. The devil is imprisoned, impoverished, and just plain inconvenient for his unusually tolerant friends. With genius wordplay, esoteric literary allusions, and references that I think would only make sense if you live in India, Salman Rushdie has crafted a masterful exploration of Indian culture, religion and reality.
This book could also form the basis of a brilliant Persona game. Still, Satanic Verses is so intense that I’d only recommend it for anyone looking for a suitable challenging text for their university curriculum and hard-core readers. Specifically, anyone who genuinely enjoys Thomas Pynchon.