Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts

Monday, 7 June 2010

Saturday, 29 May 2010

Thursday, 27 May 2010

Bizarre isn't the right word..



..but it's the first that comes to mind.

Choke by Chuck Palahniuk is a dark, perverted novel. This is why it is so bloody good.

The book follows a guy, Victor, during a couple of months of his life. Victor is a sex addict who makes strangers into heroes. Every night he will go to a restaurant and 'choke' on his food, allowing a stranger to save his life. Obviously this isn't a completely selfless act, the people who save him regularly send him cheques which helps him to pay for his dying mothers care home.
His best friend, Denny who he met at a support group, is trying to overcome his sexual addicton by collecting rocks.
The story has flashbacks to Victor's childhood and the strange and illegal activities his mother made him do. Turns out she was a bit nuts.
oh and i forgot, Victor is lead to believe he is the descendant of Jesus.

It is a very strange story, but it does not get boring. Read it.

Wednesday, 26 May 2010

Sunday, 4 April 2010

Disappear here.



Words cannot begin to describe how excited i am about getting my grubby little mitts on Bret's sequel to Less than Zero, imperial bedrooms. I do however have a bitter feeling that the novel itself isn't going to be one of Bret's finest, any story that's based '25 years later' always seems slightly desperate. but hey, its Bret, he guarantees sex drugs and rock and roll. do you really need anything else?

‘Twenty-five years have passed since the events chronicled in Less Than Zero, and Clay Easton, now a successful screenwriter, has returned from a brief stint in New York City to Los Angeles, where he’s helping to cast his newest movie, “The Listeners.” But the more things have changed, the more they stay the same, and Clay is soon drifting around in his familiar old circle. There’s his vulnerable former girlfriend, Blair, and her husband, Trent, now a high-powered agent but still a bisexual philanderer; and the parties they host at their Beverly Hills mansion are filled with Hollywood types of various levels of fame and fortune and power. There’s his childhood friend Julian, a recovering addict running an ultra-discreet, high-class escort service, and their old dealer Rip Millar, reconstructed and face-lifted nearly beyond recognition, who nowadays is involved in activities far more sinister than those of his notorious past. But Clay has demons of his own, and they threaten to destroy him…’

Sunday, 21 March 2010

Highlight of my day.


"
If I can't make a girl come, then why bother? It's like asking questions in a letter." - rules of attraction. Bret easton ellis your a bloody genius.