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...next effort is The Autograph Man, a leaner novel about a half-Chinese, half-Jewish autograph hunter that is peopled with porn freaks, movie stars and sexual deviants. She is determined to write a daring book, perhaps more along the lines of American Psycho, which she considers the finest book about the '80s. "I don't want to be on my best behavior anymore," she warns. With this pungent debut, she has certainly earned the right to misbehave...
Message 2: "Soman, please help me. It's your Mom again. I keep getting, you know, these pornographic messages in my Hotmail inbox and I don't know what to do. I don't look at porn, really. I don't know why they're sending them to me. They say things like, 'Important Message from Your Dentist,' so I open them and then I get all these dirty web site addresses. Please call me and tell me what to do. I'm getting very nervous." Click...
...long time, I've overcompensated for my lack of manliness through sportswriting, porn watching and stock buying, but deep down I know I'm a little shy on T. I cannot yell at other drivers, raise my voice, pick up women in a bar or grow a full beard. All whiskey, no matter how expensive, just tastes like burning. Yet deep inside I long to sleep around, to kick some ass, to release my first rap album. As I saw it, I had little choice but to score some of that testosterone gel when it comes out this summer...
Sometimes Norton is the soft guy: a lawyer helping a porn king (Larry Flynt), a fellow whose girlfriend falls for a convict (Everyone Says I Love You), a despondent drone surrendering to the spell of a pummeling anarchist (Fight Club). Sometimes he's the bad boy: an ex-con luring a respectable pal into the gambling underworld (Rounders) or a neo-Nazi with an impressionable kid brother (American History X). And once or twice--in his heralded movie debut Primal Fear, for example--he is both mild and wild, with schizophrenic tendencies bubbling up at whim or will...
...novel confused as many readers as it outraged. They simply didn't get Ellis' thesis: that the young millionaires who pushed paper all day and gazed glazedly at violent porn all night, and who got seizures of envy when a rival sported a smarter suit or business card, were in danger of being set fatally adrift from their moral moorings. The critics couldn't see past the fulsome descriptions of Patrick's killings--which were no more exhaustively itemized than the contents of his wardrobe or CD rack. (Guys love to make lists; cf. High Fidelity...