Et Tu, Babe

Et Tu, Babe

Book - 1992
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In this fiendishly original new novel, Mark Leyner is a leather-blazer-wearing, Piranha 793-driving, narcotic-guzzling monster who has potential rivals eliminated by his bionically enhanced bodyguards, has his internal organs tattooed, and eavesdrops on the erotic fantasies of Victoria's Secret models -- which naturally revolve around him. Leyner's jet-propelled roller derby through the cultures of celebrity, cyberpunk, and rabid egotism is exhilaratingly bizarre, exhaustingly funny -- and you'd better hope it's just fiction. From the Trade Paperback edition.
Publisher: New York : Harmony Books, c1992.
Edition: 1st ed.
ISBN: 9780517583357
Branch Call Number: FIC LEYNER
Characteristics: 168 p. ; 22 cm.


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Jul 20, 2016

"Today I am the most intense, and in a certain sense, the most significant young prose writer in America."
I first heard about Mark Leyner in a David Foster Wallace essay about postmodernist literature. He mentioned his novel, "My Cousin, My Gastroenterologist," which I promptly read and hated. DFW was probably the pre-eminent writer of his generation, whether you want to call him postmodernist or not. Mark Leyner is no DFW. I'd call his books shallow, but that's kind of an insult to shallow. His writing is glib, smug, self-reflexive, absurd, and full of pop culture references. It's drowning in irony and self-awareness, so I guess that makes it OK to write badly. It reminds me a bit of Tao Lin, whom I also hate, and Bret Easton Ellis, but less psychotic.


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