Set at a small, affluent liberal-arts college in New England at the height of the Reagan 80s, The Rules of Attraction is a startlingly funny, kaleidoscopic novel about three students with no plans for the future–or even the present–who become entangled in a curious romantic triangle. Bret Easton Ellis trains his incisive gaze on the kids at self-consciously bohemian Camden College and treats their sexual posturings and agonies with a mixture of acrid hilarity and compassion while exposing the moral vacuum at the center of their lives.
My Comments (The ones that matter)
I think I had read this book about 2 times but maybe 3 and I let my Ex-Girlfriend borrow it. She read it in a day and then when she came walking by me while I was sitting on the sofa in our apartment in Irvine California she tossed it on the floor in front of me and said “Yeah, it doesn’t surprise me you like that disgusting book.”
I never had a standard University or College experience, whatever that is, so I think I used this book to Vicariously cheat my way into one. Rules of Attraction and its characters are the way I would HOPE my College experience would have been and, based on the uni kids I knew and spent time with in Irvine, it wasn’t too far off the mark.
Again this book “works” simply because you absolutely will connect with at least one character. Maybe you are Laura, the dim-witted slut with no real thoughts that matter beyond…well, no real thoughts that matter. Or perhaps you are Sean, the angry for no real reason rich kid thrill seeking idiot. Or Paul perhaps, don’t lie I know you have thought about sex with dudes so yeah, you could totally be Paul.
My point is that EVERYONE will relate to SOME character in this book and all those connections will be points that you wouldn’t want other people to know about. It’s like you and Ellis are sharing a dirty private joke. You will connect…unless your not an upper middle class white person under the age of 40.
So, I guess…if your one of the blacks…or the Poors….or a really vicious mean-spirited Homosexual, or (god help you) a Black poor vicious mean-spirited Homo (might as well jump off a bridge), you might not get it. Sorry.
Otherwise you are sure to love this book, unless you are my Ex-GF who was not black or poor or a lesbo but, just disliked me and all I stood for.
I will leave you with an exert from the Book for you to suck on….
“A great numb feeling washes over me as I let go of the past and look forward to the future. Pretend to be a vampire. I don’t really need to pretend, because it’s who I am, an emotional vampire. I’ve just come to expect it. Vampires are real. That I was born this way. That I feed off of other people’s real emotions. Search for this night’s prey. Who will it be?”