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Trendy usually makes
for bad books. They're dated before they even come out. Authors mention
name brand clothing and I'm instantly turned off. There's no timelessness
to the story--there's only, "Oh, I remember back in 1997 when
Ray Ban aviators were all the rage with the SoHo set for about five
seconds!' This book seems to suffer from this, along with the author's
interjection of what he assumes is hip, like his obvious idolization
of Jeff Buckley. It seems like hardly the kind of thing on which to
base a relationship. And there's the problem... The main character
has a relationship with a woman that seems to be based on the fact
they enjoy a couple of the same surface likes and dislikes (including
the aforementioned singer/songwriter), she breaks up with him, and
he spends the rest of the story bitching about how the great love
of his life is gone. It gets whiny and annoying, and the character
just gets plain pathetic--not a far stretch from where he starts.
Instead of the lovable loser, he's pretty much just a loser. The author
also has an annoying habit of capitalizing random words to make them
stick out. It would be like me writing, "I want to tell you A
Story about a couple people who are In Love." See, how lame is
that? The story goes completely haywire at the end, and I have no
idea if what is written is supposed to actually be happening, is a
figment of the character's imagination, or is just some sort of post-modern
bullshit that the author thought would be a funky finish to an otherwise
dull book.
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