Nits de neó = Brights lights, big city (1984)

I'm not sure where I picked up the recommendation for this book but it would have been a list somewhere. From what I can tell this is held in some regard and liking a good dose of debauchery I couldn't wait to get stuck in.

For some reason it just didnt really work for me. I found the writing style, especially the fact that it is written in the second person to be quite entertaining. The story moves along at a good pace and it kept my attention throughout. Despite this I felt that something was missing for me. For this kind of story I much preffered Junky by William S Burroughs.

I can see why it is really tied in with American Psycho, another book that I really didnt like although for different reasons.

There isnt really anything for me to add, it was ok but no more. ( )

I have NO idea what to make of this week. I felt that it ended halfway through the novel. I'm hoping the main character had some sort of inner peace, because man, was he screwed up.
I mean, this book had one of my favorite tropes: character being incredibly selfdestructive, thinking that none of his loved ones are noticing, only to run scared when they do notice and then being forced back to health by tough love. That was good.
For the rest, it seemed a lot of manpain. ( )

Captivating! ( )

While reading Bright Nights, Big City you want to call its protagonist a sucker. He buys fake Rolex watches, falls for fake schemes, follows around false friends, and believes a model could love him enough to stay married until death do them part. You want to call him a loser because you know there isn't a happy ending for this guy. Drugs constantly addle his mind to the point where he loses his fact checking job, loses his freak friends, and nearly loses his mind. What he doesn't realize is that he has a lot to mourn. He is literally drowning his deep seeded grief over losing his mother to cancer in an avalanche of cocaine and bright lights. The end comes when rock bottom is met and he has an awakening of sorts. ( )

It's been quite awhile since I read this book, but I recall it being one that I read in a single sitting and by the end I felt partially crazy and coked out myself. This is still the only book I've ever read in the 2nd person. ( )