Bright Lights, Big City, by Jay McInerney. Been meaning to read it for a long time. One of the only novels ever to be written in second person. It started off pretty strong, but kind of petered out toward the middle. I sort of wish the whole book was more like the opening sequence which was fairly trippy. Chuck Klosterman once asked the question "Which do you consider a higher form of art: the riff from "Barracuda" or the opening statement from Bright Lights, Big City?" There is a good sequence near the middle that paints a claustrophobic nightmare of a horrible work day.
Anyway, I hope this helps cure my recent illiteracy.
3 comments:
I enjoyed the begiining of that book as well - but I only read the first couple pages sooo......
I need to start reading more as well. I should borrow Girl's recent purchases from Barnes & Noble when she is done.
I saw the movie. The movie was not in the second person (well I think some of the narration was, but I think for a movie to be in the second person, mirrors would have to be incorporated into it.)
I once started reading "Soul Mountain" which is another novel in the second person by Gao Xinjian, I believe. I just wasn't convinced I would take a tourist bus into the hinterland of China and strike up a very odd conversation with a young woman who lived there. Pity, because it was beautiful.
I need to borrow that book. It sounds intriguing.
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