13th Oct 2021

Irvine Welsh

This felt like a poor mans Patrick Bateman. Replace wall street with english cop. You did not relate or empathise with the self centred misogynistic character, its like watching a car crash. It does not have the sharpness or the existential crisis of Eaton-Ellis work or the special characters of Palahniuk. But I got through it quick, so it was engaging and Welsh wrapped it up well.