I'd wondered if the New York Times would review Chuck Palahniuk's new novel, Snuff; I thought they might but figured they wouldn't because of the provocative nature of the content. But, so they did, with a masterful, eviscerating take down by Lucy Ellmann.
"Revulsion is expressed indiscriminately: Palahniuk is contemptuous of everything and everybody! Including, I suspect, us. The people in this novel don’t merely speak in clichés, their every action is clichéd. It’s as if, like some grumpy groundhog, Palahniuk has come out of his burrow only to tell us he has nothing to say — unless it’s that porn has ruined sex. But we knew that already."
My review and further thoughts.
