John J. Reilly's review: "yet more evidence for the proposition that the 90s are simply the 60s with all of the toxins and none of the sentiment."

Randall Lyman's review: "Rushkoff's got the basic novelistic moves down, but he's not adroit yet."

J. D. Biersdorfer's review: "an eerie tale of 20-somethings caught up in an increasingly trippy world of homegrown religion."

Glen Engel-Cox's review: "without its references to '90s culture and counter-culture, Ecstasy Club reads like a poor man's Illuminatus! Trilogy."