A review by zoes_human
American Psycho, by Bret Easton Ellis

2.0

There's a brilliant novella buried somewhere in this 400 page book. 

Ultimately, it became tiresome to read the endless descriptions of brutality and clothes. Somewhere along the line, it all just started to run together for me. "Oh, yeah, decapitation by Christian Dior. Very hip this season, but never ear-shtup a dead hooker in a pinstriped suit. Too contrived."