There is a sort of voyeuristic allure to Bret Easton Ellis novels for me. For whatever reason, I love to read about hypersexual nihilists with far too much money and far too much access to cocaine.
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In my opinion, there is a limit to the amount of ambiguity that a story can sustain. If you cross the limit, it goes from being interesting and mind-bendy to just making the reader feel a bit slow.
Picture a bunch of rich people with too much time on their hands, too many drugs at their disposal and a severe lack of empathy.
An over-the-top satire on Wall Street culture, rife with brand name obsessions, spectacular misogyny and, of course, murder.
Frappes and Fiction 