This thread's more like it!
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Originally Posted by Jenpot  The Search For The Dice Man by Luke Rhinehart.
- Harder to get into than the original, but once the dice start rolling again it's almost nostalgic. Really enjoyed this.
I'd reccomend it if you liked the original, or if you like debauchery. Either way, it's good.
Mini review, right? |
I'll be borrowing that off you when I finish this Motley Crue book then!
I posted this elsewhere on the Internet, talking about Easton Ellis, might as well paste it here. Contains elements of Mini-Review-ism.
I read American Psycho, years ago, after watching the film. Liked it, save for the annoying yet necessary four-page reviews of Genesis albums... Yeah, I like his way of capturing a feeling of ambivalence, desolation and apathy. It's a theme he obviously carries throughout all his work.
I've attempted to read Glamorama. I didn't enjoy it. It seemed too similar to American Psycho, in tone and dialogue. I really dislike his use of snappy dialogue, all the characters have great one liners and there's a really claustrophobic atmosphere about the book. I haven't finished it. I doubt I will.
The day before yesterday I read Lunar Park. I was intrigued by my flat mate's summary of the novel. A novel-within a novel, self referential third party writing. The beginning 100 or so pages tell the tale of the 'real life' Ellis (though fabricated). It leads us through his life and eventual fall to drugs, sex and booze. The remaining half of the book focuses more on a nightmarish, Stephen King style horror-mystery. This was good. I much preferred the dialogue in this work, it was far less zippy, more self involved. Gave the book more room to breath, if that's the correct term. Interesting story with an interesting twist.
Today I read his first publication, Less Than Zero. This was quite a disturbing book. Again, apathy is the central theme. I enjoyed it, but I doubt I would've persevered with it if it wasn't so short. There is very little in terms of plot and character development. Think of it more as a series of vignettes with an aloof, vacant narrator. Quite fucked up in a lot of ways.
