While the ending of You is pretty perfect, if there was going to be a sequel, having Joe go to L.A in search of a girl only to make his way through a sea of fake people is a pretty perfect continuation of the themes established in book 1.

Once again personalities and archetypes are stripped away by Joe’s creepily keen and disgustingly sexual gaze as he interacts with sad and legitimately terrible people. Rich people, poor people, authority figures and everything in between.

It’s not as tight as You but it still has the same authorial voice that is unsettling, hilarious, unfiltered. I was pulled in all the same and wasn’t sad about it in the least.