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The Fuck Up

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Arthur Nersesian's underground literary treasure is an unforgettable slice of gritty New York City life...and the darkly hilarious odyssey of an anonymous slacker. He's a perennial couch-surfer, an aspiring writer searching for himself in spite of himself, and he's just trying to survive. But life has other things in store for the fuck-up. From being dumped by his girlfrie...more

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Published May 1st 1999 by MTV Books (first published 1997)

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Sep 26, 2007 Noah rated it 1 of 5 stars Recommends it for: people in need of toilet paper

you know when you buy a book based on the cover or title, essentially ignoring one of the more famous phrases that have to do with judging and books and covers? well this was that kind of purchase. i'm sure i'm not alone. a sparse cover. an intriguing title. just don't forget about the progtagonist you wish would die. i read this thing several years ago and still it ranks as one of my least favorite reads. i should have listened to oprah's book club and stayed the hell away from this thing. it w...more

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Mar 06, 2009 Evan rated it 4 of 5 stars

Shelves: 2009-reads, tami-tomes, deliciously-nasty, yearning, nersesiana, ny-ny, bohemian-rhapsodies, __in-my-collection

I'm going through a relationship crisis right now, and for some twisted reason I felt that reading and carrying this book around would be like a little act of rebellion - would let me "own" my own fucked-up-edness. I'm glad I did, because, even though I've only read the first chapter, it made me laugh, which I thought would be impossible right now. It evokes a time and a kind of place I remember. The first chapter takes place often in a dingy second-run movie house; I frequented those a lot duri...more

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Nov 15, 2012 Jason rated it 3 of 5 stars

Shelves: fiction

I liked the first three quarters of this book a lot. It was kind of like a punk/new wave Candide set in early 80s New York. It also reminded me a lot of Walker Percy's novel The Moviegoer, which I enjoyed. The narrator, for whom the novel is clearly named, makes a series of bad decisions which invariably yield temporary benefits before leaving him worse off than before. The fun is knowing that every one of his naive and dishonest schemes will fail. I guess it's sort of dramatic irony, but the re...more

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Jan 16, 2011 D.R. Haney rated it 4 of 5 stars

I knew someone who had a first-edition copy of this book, and when I asked him about it, he said it wasn't any good. I took him at his word. Even so, for years I wondered why Johnny Temple had republished the book at Akashic. Finally, I decided to read the bloody thing.

Well, it reads fast, and it's funny, though not laugh-out-loud funny, not for me at least, and it brought back a lot of memories, since I lived on the Lower East Side of NYC in the early eighties, as the unnamed narrator keeps ref...more

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Mar 24, 2008 Chris rated it 2 of 5 stars Recommends it for: nincompoops of the basest degree

Recommended to Chris by: a leg-humping dog

Having read “Story of the Eye”, “A History of Orgies”, and “Crash” within the last month, I was determined to give up reading and write a story of my own, inspired by the filthy aforementioned tales, which I tentatively titled “Whores On All Fours”. The idea was to chronicle my own licentious tales of bizarre and incredible sexual triumphs, but when discovering I only had two pages worth of material (with one encounter being recollected thrice within) I quickly abandoned this doomed attempt. I g...more Having read “Story of the Eye”, “A History of Orgies”, and “Crash” within the last month, I was determined to give up reading and write a story of my own, inspired by the filthy aforementioned tales, which I tentatively titled “Whores On All Fours”. The idea was to chronicle my own licentious tales of bizarre and incredible sexual triumphs, but when discovering I only had two pages worth of material (with one encounter being recollected thrice within) I quickly abandoned this doomed attempt. I got back to my roots, searching for a staggering juggernaut of literary greatness which speaks volumes of the human conditions and righteously encompasses the moral and social struggles of man in these declining modern days: in a perverse and illogical act of flagellation to this burgeoning quest for something of substance, I choose something called “The Fuck-Up” as my representative for the enlightening products of our culture. Folly.

I believe that “The Fuck-Up” was meant to be funny, in that ‘this is so absurdly banal and ridiculous’ kind of way, something which I don’t find funny (I think I giggled twice, but while hungover). I’d probably even say that when I do write something it comes across in the same wimpering vein, without the subtle graces of professionalism and talent. This doesn’t bother me so much, having accepted my lot as a simple beast. My own regrettable shortcomings aside, everything down to the alluringly minimalistic cover, the MTV stamp on the spine and the mere title of “The Fuck-Up” screams ‘I need to be held and admired for my quirky traits, yet shunned and reprimanded for my wanton display of individualistic integrity’; surely, the engrossing comedy of our clever times. I’d like to make it clear I’m also not reading this book solely for the moronic glee garnered from typing “The Fuck-Up” repeatedly, as a matter of fact I try to make sure that I spell fuck as ‘f*ck’ when writing reviews for some inexplicable reason, if only to show my desire to conform to some social standards which may or may not be part of the GoodReads Terms Of Service which I never read, so I guess I can at least try to meet them halfway should this confrontational word butt heads with their whims.

Well, let me deliver some good news; should you be a fan of Auggie Burroughs, David “Chopped Liver” Sedaris, or Chucky P, this uninspired drivel is right up your alley. You can safely discard your previously-relevant bible in the nearest fire, as a true messiah has risen from the hard streets of New Yawk to impart a tangible, sensible, and vastly-improved set of laws for living (or at least grudgingly eking out a shamelessly solipsistic and revolting fraud posing as a redeeming existence).

The rest of us wonder what the point is. It’s convenient for author Arthur Nersesian that in these troubled times, you don’t need a point to get your gibberish to the masses; the concept of having a solid plot or even a good idea is almost unfathomable, it takes too much time to drum that sh!t up, and actually committing it to paper nigh impossible. Well, let it be known that the author’s name is actually now a dis and distraction that I drop on people (talk about being a f*cking geek), but it truly is fun, Ner-ses-ian, Ner-ses-ian (just as they are aiming for that last bullseye in a heated darts game). Especially if you kind of hiss that second ‘s’, which comes naturally to you lispers out there, nobody is hitting sh!t with you mad-dogging them with that malarkey. Should anyone question what the hell a Nersesian is, bullsh!t them, tell them that the Nersesians perished pitifully begging for clemency and weeping like b!tches to a Macedonian onslaught in the days when men were merciless and the weak were punished. While they consider the probable fate of the women and sheep of the recently conquered, finish your game up in the stunned silence.

That crap above is basically as significant as any event within “The Fuck-Up”; disheartening indeed.

Our disaffected and undisciplined narrator of the book stumbles along meekly, blindly navigating the modern-day meat-grinder; his dismal and meaningless life is thrown for a loop when both his girlfriend and pseudo-mistress (he never lays the wood to her) ditch him just as he loses his embarrassing post at a second-run Theater. Unfettered, he ends up sleeping on the couch of an elder, wizened philosopher-poet/friend who affords our hero a glimpse of a life sold-short, a man who has cashed in on his dreams and been pulverized by constant rejection of his offerings to assert his statement, while seeking employment and a chance to allow his own talents to garner their due recognition. Through his craftiness and intrepid skills of double-talking-jive and persuasion he rectifies his unemployment, homelessness, and lack of female companionship while posing as a homosexual to continue working as a night manager of a gay movie theater. The proclivity for homosexuality in this piddling genre is almost disquieting; who the hell cares, not shocking, congratulations on f*cking dudes! However, our narrator is “The Fuck-Up”, and since he’s a decent but luckless fellow, each of these corrective events slowly landslides into an abysmal quagmire of sh!t. Great, just what we need, more obstacles in the insurmountable path of life for this p*ssy to cry about.

There is one scene within, however, that does ring true, but for all the wrong reasons for the author. While shacking up with a well-to-do older woman, she offers our troubled friend her Mercedes in exchange to communicate a little rough-love to her son, who is almost his own age. Frustrated by the thick-headed stupidity and flagrantly punk-ass attitude of the kid, the narrator sinks to the barbaric level of kicking the kid’s ass to emphasize the importance that the miscreant conform to his humiliating requirements. If this type of reasonable punishment was still tolerated in the rearing of our young and keeping people in line on the streets, I guarantee not only would a bright new day be around the corner, but we wouldn’t have people publishing this half-assed and weak cheetah-sh!t.
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Jul 28, 2008 Peter Panic rated it 5 of 5 stars

To pick up a book and realize that you're currently living in that situation doesn't make the book more interesting. In fact it's like looking into a crystal ball of failure and of lost hope. Granted I'm not as fucked up as the main character, but I'm sure as hell not that far removed from his life. Unfortunately his life/my life is an exact replica of me being 24, except I live in a bigger city now. BUt alas those are my own issues, not goodreads...

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Jan 27, 2009 christa rated it 3 of 5 stars

Let's call this epidemic "runaway book." This is where I begin reading something funny. I'm dog-earring pages like crazy. A writer's voice is so clever and sassy that I start to imagine that my own word document privileges should be revoked.

And then, runaway book. This time, I actually felt my heart sink. I meant to mark the exact spot where it happened, in the latter fourth of "The Fuck-Up" by Arthur Nersesian, but now I can't find it. I suspect it was around the part where the main character...more Let's call this epidemic "runaway book." This is where I begin reading something funny. I'm dog-earring pages like crazy. A writer's voice is so clever and sassy that I start to imagine that my own word document privileges should be revoked.

And then, runaway book. This time, I actually felt my heart sink. I meant to mark the exact spot where it happened, in the latter fourth of "The Fuck-Up" by Arthur Nersesian, but now I can't find it. I suspect it was around the part where the main character was getting annihilated at a literati party, or when he was eluding captors by climbing down fire escapes, over barbed wire fences and then cramming fistfuls of garbage down his throat for dinner. You lost me, Nersesian. You really lost me.

I see this problem in a lot of novels. Particularly "edgy" novels. "Cult Classics" and whatnot. A writer starts out sprinting, with one liners zipping all over the place. Then things get dizzy. Like the writer isn't enough in control of himself [and it's always a himself] and can't figure out how to continue being funny without crashing his plot nose first into Cirque du Soleil. I think it is a thing where a writer builds half of a story around some clever turns, and then is like "Oh. Now what?" [I can say this because I know that if I ever wrote a novel, this would also be my inclination. But I don't write novels, now, do I?]

Anyway, in a typical year, I imagine that I read 30 of these soul suckers. Each more forgettable than the last.

Plotwise, it is a complicated story board filled with chance mishaps, and peppered with the main character's laziness: Hero is a bit of an underachiever. He starts out with a girlfriend and a side project, and loses both and his job and then subsequently his apartment. He gains a couch and a new job at a porn theater, where he has to maintain a gay facade. He is thrown through a glass case during a robbery. His best friend snags a bullish woman who beats said best friend, and then his best friend commits suicide. Bye Bye couch. Hello, more complicated relationships. Every day of the book is broken bones, pocket change and chaos, only it gets more absurd and more frantic.

This is the last line that made me laugh:

"The trick was looking both punkishly gay for Sergei, but afterwards older and responsible for Glenn, the career woman."

But before that, the pages were singing: "When the train screeched into Rector Street, she fell on me just as I was inhaling open-mouthed. Her bearded armpit sunk into my mouth; It tasted like a Big Mac."

i'm hoping this runaway book thing is a fluke and give Nersesian another shot, though. I mean "It tasted like a Big Mac?" That's hilarious!

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Dec 17, 2012 Ian Mapp rated it 2 of 5 stars

This earlier work is not a patch on the excellent Suicide Casanova.

For some reason, I kept thinking that it was going to be about some sort of bank robbery that goes wrong, but the truth is that its about an individual who has a knack for being in the wrong place and saying the wrong thing.

But out hero stumbles from disaster to disaster with a remarkably upbeat attitude, which is most endearing.

His first disaster is getting the boot from his job as a cinema usher becase he dared to ask for a pay...more

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Jul 01, 2012 Ralph rated it 4 of 5 stars

The book captures the neighborhoods of the East (and West) village circa the early 1980's very well. The action moves continuously, and the young main character (who never is named) is faced with a series of downfalls based on questionable decisions. The main character, who seems to be running from something in his past, devolves and suffers comprehensively. His downward plight seems to have an inverse relationship on the fortunes of the once salty neighborhood, which is quickly being gentrified...more

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May 20, 2011 10thumbs rated it 3 of 5 stars

A good, quick, semi-trashy honeymoon read. The title is apt as the lead character makes just one stupid ass decision after another -- for no real reason in most cases. Too many implausible scenarios held this book back from being more fascinating. One or two turns of luck, good or bad, are fine but seemingly each and every plot turn seemed so odd and made up: Now he's doing coke with his landlord's girlfriend, now he's being caught in gunfire at a Blimpie, now he's lying his way into a job as a...more

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Feb 09, 2011 Rob Richards rated it 5 of 5 stars

Shelves: all-time-favourites

The following summary is taken from the Author's website (http://www.arthurnersesian.com/theFuc...):

Arthur Nersesian's underground literary treasure is an unforgettable slice of gritty New York City life...and the darkly hilarious odyssey of an anonymous slacker. He's a perennial couch-surfer, an aspiring writer searching for himself in spite of himself, and he's just trying to survive. But life has other things in store for the fuck-up. From being dumped by his girlfriend to getting fired for a...more

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Apr 08, 2011 Nate rated it 2 of 5 stars

Shelves: read-2011-cycle

I was going to give this book three stars but I think the two star's "it was ok" is a better description. This book is not a total waste of time. I would just describe it as something you shouldn't prioritize to read.

Mostly it has to do with the audience it targets. I'm 20 and I think I'm well within the target audience. And I get it. The story is about a nameless narrator who, while smart and well-read is a bit of a slacker. There is little that motivates him beyond his mentor, Helmsley and the...more I was going to give this book three stars but I think the two star's "it was ok" is a better description. This book is not a total waste of time. I would just describe it as something you shouldn't prioritize to read.

Mostly it has to do with the audience it targets. I'm 20 and I think I'm well within the target audience. And I get it. The story is about a nameless narrator who, while smart and well-read is a bit of a slacker. There is little that motivates him beyond his mentor, Helmsley and the desire to stave off loneliness. He works an uninspiring job as an usher and generally tries to glide through life. What happens next is a series of events that cascade on him making him more and more miserable.

A lot of times I felt like the phrasing and storytelling was forced and it seemed to lack a direct plot. It was a series of tangled events that ended abrubtly and uncertainly. It felt like the narrator, who was an aspiring writer had written a journal to himself but never intended to publish. He gets to a point in the book where he has to accept that life is not going to be as easy as he tried to let it be. The story feels like he said, "Hey I got hit real hard with a train of bad luck, but now everything's not quite so bad." It's told lightheartedly when I think it needs to be more dark. Despite some tragic things I never really feared for the narrator's well being.

It has some intersting events by themselves but does not feel like one cohesive story. There are some funny moments, nothing I laughed at loud too, but the farcical (is that a word?) and somewhat absurd events that take place sort of propel the reader on. But as I said it sort of just stops. There's a little character development and change but the narrator didn't convince me it was meaningful to him. Although given some of the things that happen to him I did expect him to say something more meaningful. One other thing that's very predominant in this book is the geography that I can only assume is very accurate. Having never lived in New York, much less mid-80's New York I can't verify this. But a lot of the book is very detailed in what streets and trains and landmarks the narrator passes by in his daily routine.

I would probably reccomend this book to most of my (guy) friends because most of them don't read that much. This is a small book you can take at a leisurely pace. I didn't feel that inspired by it or think it was special but I don't think it's void of value. I'm just saying it was ok and that I didn't hate it.
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Jul 25, 2011 Chris brown rated it 5 of 5 stars

I LOVE THIS BOOK. I admit i picked it up because I saw that it said "fuck" in the title (great marketing), but when you crack it open it astounds. You then realize that you have only put it down because you there is nothing left to read. Its is so good that you find yourself wanting to read the very next word, sentence, paragraph, page, chapter. I can relate to the main character on so many levels yet at the same time i found myself screaming out "you dumb ass". By the end of the book you forget...more

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Mar 06, 2010 Jinny Chung rated it 4 of 5 stars

"You know you've been in a place too long when every other locale serves as a reference for some sad recollection."

"I was moving away from myself; silly ideas and images moved their way across the desert of my mind. I no longer had control; all I could do was watch them and react; sometimes I'd laugh, sometimes I'd cry. The great caravan of thoughts passed more and more rarely until soon there was just the great desert: tabula rasa."

Funny! --But somehow also deeply profound.

This little bugger is...more

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Jan 06, 2009 Malvolio rated it 1 of 5 stars

crap. no continuity. the guy didn't even know what he was talking about. even mildly homophobic and offensive, and not in a good way.
god. i should have known better... i mean MTV books? oops.

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Nov 19, 2008 justme rated it 2 of 5 stars

Picked this up several years ago and probably mostly because of its minimalist cover and the fact that it said "FUCK-UP" in huge letters (hey, it doesn't take a lot to grab your attention at 16). The fact that it was an MTV approved book probably didn't hurt, as I was brainwashed at the time to think that all things pushed by MTV were cool (God, how the mighty fall).

Several years later, all I can say is that this book didn't leave an impression on me. In fact, I remember nothing of it except for...more

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Jul 20, 2009 Hannah Messler rated it 5 of 5 stars

Oh man! I remember finding this on the shelf in the St. Augustine Barnes & Noble when I was twenty and being like Whoah that says FUCK right on the cover, and buying it and reading it and liking it kind of pretty okay but NOW I live in New York and I see Arthur Nersesian all over the place and the other day he came by and was like "Hey someone just gave me a copy of my book, want it?" and signed it all nice and so I went home and read it yesterday and oh man! Isn't that a sweet little story?...more

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Sep 30, 2008 Joseph rated it 4 of 5 stars

Shelves: fiction

This was an interesting book, by a guy I'd never heard of...Reminds me of on the road in New York.

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Aug 17, 2007 Laura rated it 2 of 5 stars

Shelves: fiction

Unimpressive. Although the story is engrossing, Nersesian's prose style is forced--it seems to me as though he were trying too hard to produce a hybrid of Trainspotting and The Catcher in the Rye.

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Apr 23, 2009 Todd Drager rated it 5 of 5 stars

If you're sitting at home enjoying a nice glass of wine, sitting on your favorite lounge chair with this book on your lap...you're much better off than the tragic protagonist in Nersesians' "the fuck-up". This was the first of 4 books I've read by this author and I'll keep coming back for more. Not only can Nersesian capture a brilliant image of new york city but also the futility of being a twenty-something college drop-out with all the intelligence but none of the motivation. The situations fo...more

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Jul 08, 2011 Kathy Hiester rated it 3 of 5 stars

I really enjoyed reading about the New York I always imagined, sordid but wonderful. The central character was like an old friend, who was a bit aimless after going through a rough patch.

An immature lazybones in New York loses his girlfriend and his employment all in a twelve hour time period. Homeless and with nothing but the clothes he was wearing, he spends the next few nights couch surfing, trying to figure out what he needs to do to carry on. This novel narrates his descent through the dark...more

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Jan 03, 2009 Michael rated it 4 of 5 stars

This was a top of the line book I always had it sitting around but never read it. Finally one day I just decided to pick it up and give it a look and I finished it in like two days I hardly put it down.

Its about a dude thats literally a "Fuck up" no matter what he does he cant succeed in one case he wants to get a rais at the theatre he works at then goes on to pretend he's gay to get a job a a porno theatre the ends up with a wealthy woman and gets beat up for making her son say he's "sorry" to...more

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Jul 26, 2012 Damian rated it 4 of 5 stars

It's easy to see why this divides opinions - it's full of bad language, drug taking and despicable characters. Indeed, a quick scan of the Good Reads comments tells me that Oprah herself wasn't a fan. This disappointment aside, I found 'The Fuck Up' witty, clever and always surprising.

I don't agree with those that have remarked 'just be glad it's not you!!!' or similar (not least because of the superfluous exclamation marks). I was most struck by the slippery slope the protaganist faces without...more

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Mar 21, 2013 Eddie rated it 2 of 5 stars

I bought it because it looked like someone wrote a book in the early 90s and put it out themselves DIY style. I'm a sucker for that kind of thing. It's not terrible. I think the bit bemoaning the gentrification of the East Village back in the bad old days of 1982 is awesome, and shows that people will always complain that things aren't shitty enough for them. Every generation does it. Really small print, typos, messed up indents, looks like it was typewritten...all add to the charm. The story's...more

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Mar 05, 2009 Jail rated it 3 of 5 stars

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Sep 24, 2009 Kevin Krein rated it 1 of 5 stars

so, sometimes, when i finish a book, i think to myself: "man, that was the worst book i've ever read." finishing the last page in "the fuck up," was one of those moments.

at no point did i enjoy reading this book. at no point did i care about the main character. i found this book to be boring beyond all belief, and i found it to be frustrating to read-- not that it's hard to understand-- it's just so stupid. a nameless, hapless loser bumbles his way through life, falling in and out of bed with va...more

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Sep 19, 2010 Sejal Madhubhai rated it 1 of 5 stars

I guess you could say this novel was mediocre, but, then again, I can barely bring myself to say even that. In my opinion, this novel should have never been published at all—I’ve found phone numbers written on Mcdonald’s napkins that are more publish worthy than this novel. The unnamed main character is a depressing man who cannot seem to get anything right and the story itself doesn’t seem to really progress to any sort of bigger plot. I think the author gives his character a boring outlook on...more

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Jul 29, 2012 Chris rated it 2 of 5 stars

I fucked up when I selected 'The Fuck-Up' as the next book to read on my Kindle list. An attempted modern odyssey following the fucked up travels of a frustrating protagonist, who continuously fucks up in a city of fuck ups (New York). Did I mention the book is 'hilariously' called 'The Fuck-Up'?

To be fair, the first 25% of the book did provide readable enjoyment on a Bukowski / Houellebecq-esque level. But then the unbelievable grotesque twists the book takes leaves one with a sense of disorien...more I fucked up when I selected 'The Fuck-Up' as the next book to read on my Kindle list. An attempted modern odyssey following the fucked up travels of a frustrating protagonist, who continuously fucks up in a city of fuck ups (New York). Did I mention the book is 'hilariously' called 'The Fuck-Up'?

To be fair, the first 25% of the book did provide readable enjoyment on a Bukowski / Houellebecq-esque level. But then the unbelievable grotesque twists the book takes leaves one with a sense of disorientation, not jaw-on-the-floor disbelief, which is evident that this is the reaction the author is looking for.

The disorientation comes from the speedy pace of the narrative. Sliding through the streets of 80s New York (which is when the novel is set, I'm presuming. Countless street names are listed but this does not provide a sense of place, especially for a snobby Brit like myself) we follow this annoying narrator as he: cheats on his live-in girlfriend, loses his job, moves in with his poet friend, gains a job at a gay theatre - a proviso for the role being he has to pretend to be gay, moves in with a high flying career woman, laments the suicide of his poet friend, moves in with a flamboyant film director, sleeps with his girlfriend...had enough yet? Are you feeling Ill? Do you want to get off the ride? There's a hundred more climbs and dips I could mention...

All these plot twist are there for a reason, I know. They fuck up the story, fuck up the life of the character/s, what else could we expect from a novel titled 'The Fuck-Up'? Not much, I guess. But what is disappointing is that these 'crazy' situations fizzle to nothing, leaving us unsympathetic to the protagonist. Which doesn't help us engage with him towards the end of the novel when we find him crippled, dirty and homeless. I mean, what happened with the illegal profit he and Miguel, the gay porno theatre manager, were making? Did Ox foil it? Why did Angela suddenly take him in? Why? What?

Too many questions, not enough real resolution which fucked it up for me. Fuck it, don't read it. There's a million other versions of this story out there.(less)

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Oct 14, 2011 Alpha rated it 4 of 5 stars

"This is the first novel I have read written by Arthur Nersesian and I am thoroughly impressed with this novel for it does have a lot of cult potential. Why it is a very popular cult-classic talking about an anonymous slacker who can't hold a job, can't find a place to stay, and has nothing to his name whatsoever. I personally thought this would be the best part of the novel and it is. I heard from many it could have been done far better but I take it that this is Nersesian's first novel and giv...more

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About Arthur Nersesian

Arthur Nersesian is the author of eight novels, including The Fuck-Up (Akashic, 1997 & MTV Books/Simon & Schuster, 1999), Chinese Takeout (HarperCollins), Manhattan Loverboy (Akashic), Suicide Casanova (Akashic), dogrun (MTV Books/Simon & Schuster), and Unlubricated (HarperCollins). He is also the author of East Village Tetralogy, a collection of four plays. He lives in New York City.

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“As the components of your life are stripped away, after all the ambitions and hopes vaporize, you reach a self-reflective starkness-- the repetitious plucking of a single overwound string.” — 3 people liked it

“Some of the more industrious ones were washing the windshields of cars that had been trapped by the red light. I used to see them from inside cars and think they brought it on themselves, and they probably did but now it didn't make a difference. I went over to the fire and warmed my hands with the group. I looked at their faces: idiots, criminals, retards, schizophrenics, paranoids, rejects, fuck-ups, broken-down failures. Alone, once children, never asked to be put on this earth, they ended up as jurors. Their lives were the verdict: the system, the man, something had failed.” — 2 people liked it

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