Glamorama

Well. This was interesting. I don't quite know how to describe what I just read. This is my first book I've read from Breat Easton Ellis. Previously I've seen both Rules of Attraction and American Psycho so I had a clue of what I was getting into. Except this book kind of blew my mind in the worst and best ways.

Victor Ward is a completely inept, male model living in New York City who gets mixed up with the wrong crowd and his whole world kind of caves in. That's what I KNOW the book was about. Everything else is pure speculation and there were so many elements that were unexplainable. Like the film crews and the confetti and the people who were who they seemed to be.

I read a couple of reviews that said everything resolves itself in the end. Well if that's the case I must be stupider than I realized because nothing seems resolved to me. Is Victor crazy? Was all of that cooked up by his drug addled mind? Who is that other Victor Ward masquerading as him? Is this some Fight Club nonsense where none of this has actually happened?

Either way, it was a great read. I'm satisfied with not knowing how anything I just read makes sense. It seems like I have some more Ellis books to read :)