Imperial b*llsh*t!

Bunny has just finished reading Bret Easton Ellis‘ latest; Imperial Bedrooms, and is just happy that it was  fairly short. Easton Ellis is still going down the route of meaningless indulgences and violence, it has however lost the shock effect from his previous work, like American Psycho and Glamorama. Even the autobiographic reference to Less than Zero and his wink to Elvis Costello seem a tad desperate. Maybe it’s on purpose…

Except from recognising some of our hang out spots during my latest visit to LA I found it less than thrilling. Maybe I am getting jaded too. I do however still snigger slightly thinking about an ex-boyfriend who dutifully called me from a party in Easton Ellis’ showroom flat in NYC…he had been instructed to check out the bathroom for any incriminating evidence. And found a wrench under the sink. Hardly very exciting ;)

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