What? Did we end up hating each other? Did we end up the way we thought we always knew would? Did I end up wearing khakis because of that fucking ad?

This quote sums up what thIS book is about, I think... but don't take my word for it because I have no idea what this book is about. The brief summary is it's about beautiful people with some celebrity status being careless with their lives and then are surprised when nothing turns out the way they'd hoped. There's also something about a convoluted international terrorist plot, which I won't even begin to dissect. The rest of the book is about these beautiful people lamenting missed chances and lost opportunities. So basically a lot of whining, name dropping, and brand-name dropping. But what is it really about? I assume there's more to it than what I just summed up, but I have no idea what that is.

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Je viens de finir l'oeuvre complète de Bret Easton Ellis

Glamorama is a twisted, disgusting, brilliant parody of all that was the early-1990s. This book is Valley of the Dolls meets Naked Lunch meets Invasion of the Body Snatchers meets James Bond. Don't think the combination is possible? Think again. Ellis demonstrates a superb understanding of cultural critique and is creative enough to satirize with seriousness and hilarity simultaneously. If you can get through the first two hundred or so pages of idiotic dialogue (another stroke of narrative brilliance, really, but still hard to wade through), you will be rewarded. Mid-way through the novel, the story takes an unexpected and inexplicable turn. Truly, the twist is never reconciled within the novel and the reader is left feeling literally mind-fucked. No one is who they appear to be, no one works for whom they appear to work (sometimes the characters themselves don't even realize it). Everyone gets blown up, drugged out, beaten, sodomized, and the smell of feces permeates the latter portion of the story (which takes place in France - coincidence or another cultural critique?). I don't understand the confetti, I don't understand the camera crews or the many, many scripts - but am I supposed to? "The better you look, the more you see."

Den här boken var den som tog mig längst tid av alla BEE böcker jag läst och det är både bra och dåligt i mitt omdöme. Det är nog den mest avancerade thriller/drama mindbending bok eller story jag nånsin tagit del av, stundvis kände jag att boken hade kunnat behöva luftas och rensa bort ca 90-100 sidor.

Det känns som att boken har så extremt mycket detaljer och karaktär så att den både kan ses som en slags ytlig och andlig uppföljare till American Psycho (ingen direkt koppling så sätt), men också även att boken efter ca 200 sidor tar en rätt långtradig ”resa” vilket jag egentligen ville ge boken en 3/5 för. Det fick mig att inte vilja återkomma till världen lika ofta som andra böcker, men det ligger nog på mig även. Boken blev dock väldigt väldigt mörk och även mer avancerat galen de sista 180 sidor vilket fångade mig helt, med ett lager av galet sex och den förmodligen mest explicita beskrivning av det jag någonsin har läst och nånsin kommer att göra.

Allt som allt en 4/5, eftersom det är en otroligt bra bok som jag kanske hade fått ut mer sammanhang av om jag inte tog sådana pauser, men är rätt nöjd med tiden det tog för att vara årets första bok på nästan 500 sidor. Vill inte säga att det är hans bästa av det jag läst, men delar av mig tycker nog ändå det eftersom det är så otroligt imponerande hur fan man tänker ut allt detta och gör det läsbart och intressant med så mörka och dramatiska inslag.

Hatten av som vanligt med Bret, nu tar vi en välförtjänt paus från hans böcker ett litet tag innan nästa dyker in i min lista.

Pure disgust for humanity, in every single sentence.

Might be true, in certain ways, might be well written, but it made me feel subhuman and aggressively angry for weeks. I do not see any point in immersing oneself in this kind of violent, sex-driven hate relationships, based on a primitive animal instinct to mate and kill.

I have read many dark accounts of humankind's degeneration, but this is just filth. And a desire to shock an audience that has heard, seen and read it all, and thus needs more brutal violence, more complicated sex positions, more vicious competition to satisfy numb senses.

If this is reality, I opt for escapism.

Oh my god, somebody help me. I'm a prisoner in a book that's a cross between "Party Monster", "Project Runway" and every annoying E! Network program that pretends it's not gay but is so gay even Logo won't touch it. Smarmy and irritating to the point where the satire has to be justified in your mind just to get through this mind rot. I've read comic books with more culture than this trash! Spamorama.

After finishing this book I went to bed and stared at the ceiling for ages just like... "What the f**k?" Glamorama is not only a satire of the film/modelling agency and celebrity culture, but also explores the threats of terrorism and surveillance. The first third paints a bleak portrait of the 90s high life. Victor Ward is a model, unsympathetic and shallow but represents everything about 90s minimalism and desensitisation. The importance rests on celebrity names - the only important this is where you are seen and who you are seen with. Yet this also opens up the terrifying possibilities of journalism and it's power over both celebrities and the mass public. The second third starts getting interesting as Victor realises he is in something bigger than he can understand, yet it is still shadowed under the saturation of celebrity culture that he is obsessed with.

The last 100 then completely messed me up. Like American Psycho, Ellis leaves you wondering if anything you just read even happened. Yet it is perhaps even more shocking than Psycho in its metafiction and realism. The references to the "camera" and "director" make me wonder if the whole thing was just happening on the set of a movie. I couldn't stop reading, honestly I was in absolute pieces, I still can't even deal with the intensity of what I just read. Oh my godddd.

If you aren't liking this novel then PLEASE stick it out for the last 100 pages. They are so addictive and Ellis is so clever.

Woah

I have read this book many times and of course the first time through, much like with Imperial Bedrooms, I felt overwhelmed. Mr. Ellis is the most gifted writer I have read. His attention to detail borderlines on obsessive compulsive and yet he spins it all in such a way that I felt mesmerized. I cannot recommend his work enough. However, there are many who probably won't be able to handle his brutal honesty. Sadly, they will miss out. The deeper the cut, the more it bleeds. I appreciate anyone who isn't afraid to cut all the way through.

“Sul punto di piangere - perché mi stavo scontrando con il fatto che vivevamo in un mondo dove la bellezza era considerata un risultato - mi girai da un'altra parte e feci a me stesso una promessa: di essere piú duro, di fregarmene, di essere figo. Il futuro cominciava a delinearsi e io mi concentrai su questo. In quel momento mi sembrò di sparire dalla piscina nella villa su Ocean Drive e di volteggiare sopra le palme, di diventare sempre piú piccolo nell'immenso cielo vuoto fino a smettere di esistere e il sollievo mi travolse con tale forza che sospirai.”

Glamorama è il folle ma efficace matrimonio tra il DISAPPEAR HERE di Meno di zero e il THIS IS NOT AN EXIT di American Psycho. Mi pare che Ellis si legga poco ed è un peccato perché i temi che affronta, in mezzo alle liste di celebrità, marchi, i soliti dialoghi superficiali, sono sempre molto attuali. Aspetto con impazienza il nuovo romanzo.

Glamorama e o carte dură, dar nici realitatea nu se lasă mai prejos.

Recenzie: https://catrinaionescu.blogspot.ro/20...

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