I've gotten a little over halfway through Bret Easton Ellis's Less Than Zero the past couple nights.
I don't get why this book was such a big deal. It's bleak, depressing, and dehumanizing. There is nothing redeeming about any of the characters whatsoever. I guess it's 200 pages of hopelessness and rudderless debauchery. Being part of the Gen X crowd that Ellis supposedly "has the pulse of," I don't feel like he's writing about me in any way. Maybe I can't relate because I didn't spend the 80s growing up in Hollywood, part of a rich, dysfunctional and disaffected family.
Tempting to just delete this off the Kindle, but it's so short that I guess I'll power through it.