I normally don’t read body horror, postmodern lit, books by male fiction authors… but somehow I made it through this one. I wouldn’t really recommend it but it does uniquely crystalize American Consumerism. It really impressed me that Donald Trump was such an idol to Bateman, ha. I am also intrigued by the theory that Bateman didn’t actually commit any murders, I wanna read up on that. And finally: why is Les Miserables so important in the first half of the book but eclipsed by another Broadway play in the second half?