This was another op shop find, and I remember thinking I’d like to see this film again, though it doesn’t seem to be anywhere online. The book follows Clay who has returned from college on the East Coast to his home in LA and to the world of extreme privilege, money and partying. Clay doesn’t feel he fits in, but is feeling a type of existential dread and despair about their lives.
I appreciate the book. I think a book with this much arseholery is hard to actually like, and I feel probably deliberately so. I don’t feel that the author wants us to empathise with the characters, but just to look at how empty these suer-wealthy lives can be.
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