"To Forge a New Reality, Closer to the Heart"
I had a nice musing about Clint Barton's idea of truth, but the computer malfunctioned and deleted the whole thing. I will have to retype it up as I find that man's mind fascinating.
Today has rapidly turned to shit. It started out good and then got worse. Currently there is a screaming match in front of the front door, blocking the exit. Lovely.
It's times like this I am reminded why my books are my best friends. They give me wonderful things to focus on, even if the books themselves tend to be grotesque or unusual.
Started reading American Psycho, lent to me by my friend Royger. It's fascinating so far. I love the opening scene. The narrator, at this point a mystery, is staring out at the street. Abandon All Hope Ye who Enter and Fear are emblazoned upon buildings they pass, yet both are blotted out by advertisements for Les Miserables that drive by. Price talks incessantly about the dangers of the world, how they think everything can be passed by blood including things like dyslexia and every disease known to man. It's a deluge of problems, all of which are viewed blasely because that's all you can do when you are drowned in troubles.
The levels in that one scene alone are remarkable. The slogan Abandon All Hope Ye who Enter is the first line, a warning to the hell that is about to be unleashed during the course of the book. Fear and indeed even the warning to stay away are all covered up by advertisements though. Not just any advertisement, an advertisement for one of the classiest shows around that is also focused on the misery that the people in the play go through. It is the misery of others that we pay a high price for. It is the misery of others that distracts us from the fear that is ever-present in our society. It tries to reach us through everything, but there are so many things to focus on that nothing ever gets acknowledged. Bateman gets so wrapped up in societal morals, you can even tell that this early on in the book. He can't get away from them, they are indeed all that he focuses on. They are the one thing that he uses to ward off the fear. If it's not expensive or advertised it is not good enough. You can even tell that in Price's ramblings because he opens up with bitching about how his wealthy ass does not make enough money. It never will be enough money. And through it all the undercurrent of fear and hell waiting around the corner.
I think I'm going to like this book.
Today has rapidly turned to shit. It started out good and then got worse. Currently there is a screaming match in front of the front door, blocking the exit. Lovely.
It's times like this I am reminded why my books are my best friends. They give me wonderful things to focus on, even if the books themselves tend to be grotesque or unusual.
Started reading American Psycho, lent to me by my friend Royger. It's fascinating so far. I love the opening scene. The narrator, at this point a mystery, is staring out at the street. Abandon All Hope Ye who Enter and Fear are emblazoned upon buildings they pass, yet both are blotted out by advertisements for Les Miserables that drive by. Price talks incessantly about the dangers of the world, how they think everything can be passed by blood including things like dyslexia and every disease known to man. It's a deluge of problems, all of which are viewed blasely because that's all you can do when you are drowned in troubles.
The levels in that one scene alone are remarkable. The slogan Abandon All Hope Ye who Enter is the first line, a warning to the hell that is about to be unleashed during the course of the book. Fear and indeed even the warning to stay away are all covered up by advertisements though. Not just any advertisement, an advertisement for one of the classiest shows around that is also focused on the misery that the people in the play go through. It is the misery of others that we pay a high price for. It is the misery of others that distracts us from the fear that is ever-present in our society. It tries to reach us through everything, but there are so many things to focus on that nothing ever gets acknowledged. Bateman gets so wrapped up in societal morals, you can even tell that this early on in the book. He can't get away from them, they are indeed all that he focuses on. They are the one thing that he uses to ward off the fear. If it's not expensive or advertised it is not good enough. You can even tell that in Price's ramblings because he opens up with bitching about how his wealthy ass does not make enough money. It never will be enough money. And through it all the undercurrent of fear and hell waiting around the corner.
I think I'm going to like this book.