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Apr 07, 2008
Thanks to Bookface, you no longer get this book mixed up with American Psycho, and can now easily tell the difference between Bret Easton Ellis and Jay MacInerney. Good thing you cleared that right up before you embarrassed yourself at one of those writerly New York parties you're always getting invited to. It would've been awful to have spilled your drink on the wrong author, for the wrong reason.... whew!
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Dec 17, 2009
I finished Jay McInerney's Bright Lights, Big City a few weeks ago. There were many things I admired about this book. Although the use of second person narrative structure is initially a bit jarring, I soon became accustomed to the narrative voice, viewing it as authentic and thematically relevant.
McInerney's unnamed narrator is running from two things: his failed marriage and his mother's death. While the former event is extensively foreshadowed, the latter is not revealed until the More...
McInerney's unnamed narrator is running from two things: his failed marriage and his mother's death. While the former event is extensively foreshadowed, the latter is not revealed until the More...
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Nov 08, 2011
perhaps the best things that i can say about this one is that it perfectly captured a perfectly nauseating time period in the mid-80s, and it certainly reinvigorated the use of second-person narrative with surprising elan; perhaps the worst thing i could say about this one is That It Drove Me Up The Wall With Its Pathetically Entitled Non-Entity Of A So-Called Protagonist And It Somehow Made It Okay To Be A Pretentious Whiny Twit And Nihilistic Fuck.
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Feb 20, 2011
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Jun 28, 2011
I was almost tempted to give this five stars--an honor I've bestowed upon just two books all year. This book surprised me. Here was a character who, yes, snorts cocaine and passes out in bathrooms--but he has a conscience. The second-person narrative is effortless.
McInerney is a part of the "literary brat pack," so his work is lumped in along with Bret Easton Ellis's. I remember Less than Zero as a confusing jumble of drug-feuled ramblings about ex-girlfriends, overdoses, More...
McInerney is a part of the "literary brat pack," so his work is lumped in along with Bret Easton Ellis's. I remember Less than Zero as a confusing jumble of drug-feuled ramblings about ex-girlfriends, overdoses, More...
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May 22, 2008
Is this really a book all New Yorkers have to read? That's how it was brought to my attention and, perhaps because of that, I found it disappointingly 80s. I was expecting the city to be more of a character but instead it's all coke and bars and mocking of lit magazines - Gawker before Gawker existed. I feel like "Bright Lights, Big City" belongs on a shelf with "American Psycho" and "Bonfire of the Vanities." The literary brat pack connection is obvious, the To
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Jun 29, 2007
You get used to reading a novel in second person pretty quickly, so it's not really that annoying. You enjoy how quickly the pages turn, how quickly the plot flows. It's a fun read, if not a deep one. You recognize the parallels with your own life, but don't feel the need to dwell on this. You end up liking the main character, even though you know he's an asshole. You're a bit resistant to some implied moralizing at the end, but you let it go. And you will make use of the metaphor of cocai
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Jan 19, 2012
I put off reading this book for a while because I assumed that the 2nd person narrative would be jarring and read more like a 'choose your own adventure' than an enjoyable novel, but man, was I wrong. After the first page, I no longer noticed the perspective. McInerney conquers the 2nd person so well, that by the end of the novel, its merely a side point because the rest of the novel is so strong.
Bright Lights, Big City read like a New York version of Less Than Zero but much more More...
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Dec 09, 2011
I have wanted to read this book ever since I saw the film as a child and understood a grand total of nothing about it. Haha! All I gleaned from the 1989 TV viewing was that Marty McFly was running around looking like shit and doing bad things in scary-ass NYC. I'm very glad that I waited until I was a 14-year New Yorker to read it. I finally understand why McInerney is such a bigshot in this town. Man, can he paint it with words (in the second-person, no less)! I honestly don't see how it could
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Oct 10, 2011
The innovative use of second person narrative in Bright Lights, Big City is one of several literary traits McInerney utilises in order to represent the protagonist’s failure to locate himself within a personal identity. By calling the protagonist “you” and, in effect, projecting the identity crisis of the protagonist directly onto the reader, McInerney creates a character who has divorced identity from self, and does not see the former as a reasonable manifestation of the latter.
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Oct 05, 2011
I may be on an '80's kick right now. Between Bret Easton Ellis and a not-so-long-ago viewing of Brat Pack films, I am immersed in the overindulgent culture of the 1980's all over again. Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney is no exception.
Focusing on the decadence afforded to even those who were broke in New York City in this time period, McInerney's narrative focuses on our faceless and nameless main man who is reeling from his wife's abandonment of their marriage and his hated More...
Focusing on the decadence afforded to even those who were broke in New York City in this time period, McInerney's narrative focuses on our faceless and nameless main man who is reeling from his wife's abandonment of their marriage and his hated More...
Aug 06, 2011
If Jay McInerney and Brett Easton Ellis are brothers in prose, then McInerney is definitely the quieter one, less interested in chainsawing you to pieces, and more interested in just being your friend.
"You" being the key word here, as McInerney's debut novel is told exclusively in the second person point of view (You do this. You do that. You find yourself in a bathroom stall, snorting Bolivian marching powder with a green-haired punk/model, etc, etc). But the POV never ge More...
"You" being the key word here, as McInerney's debut novel is told exclusively in the second person point of view (You do this. You do that. You find yourself in a bathroom stall, snorting Bolivian marching powder with a green-haired punk/model, etc, etc). But the POV never ge More...
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Jun 12, 2011
In the mood to read another New York book, I picked up Bright Lights, Big City the modern classic published in 1984 about a young man, lost in life, trying to find himself in NYC. This book has been lauded by the likes of authors Jonathan Tropper and Jen Lancaster (who titled her book after, Bright Lights, Big Ass, in reference to it). Time magazine also named it one of its nine generation-defining novels.
Therefore, I had big expectations for this novel. For the most part it met my exp More...
Therefore, I had big expectations for this novel. For the most part it met my exp More...
Jan 24, 2010
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Nov 05, 2009
This is one of those books I missed when it first came out... while the 1980s was my "coming of age" decade, I was a few years behind McInerney and company. All I knew about this book was that is spawned a not so good movie (sorry Michael J Fox-- love you but without even seeing the flick I can see you were miscast) and that it was supposed to be the voice of the 20-something generation in the early '80s.
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May 31, 2009
A surprise - a good one. Previously I had read of Jay McInerney only his New Yorker profile of Chloe Sevigny just-post-Kids (excellent) and his 9/11 novel, The Good Life (much less so.) But Bright Lights, Big City goes back another decade, to the early eighties, when Times Square still swarmed with prostitutes and drugs (and Bryant Park wasn't nearly so clean), Tribeca was affordable (and there was no film festival), and the Twin Towers marked the sky. And maybe it's because I'm feeling sentim
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Jan 04, 2012
Here's a novel that you start to read, get really into it, and then suddenly, you finish it and you're left thinking, "what the hell just happened?" It's so much but it's very little. It's a simply story but complex. It's in second person, so you're in the story, just like I was in the story, but I'm not in it any more because I finished it. That's the genius of Jay McInerny.
I kept thinking about Brett Easton Ellis as I read. The 80s. The Yuppies. The city. The business wor More...
I kept thinking about Brett Easton Ellis as I read. The 80s. The Yuppies. The city. The business wor More...
May 19, 2010
I didn't expect to enjoy "Bright Lights, Big City", because the premise sounds so vile: cocaine-addled yuppie cracks up amid the glitzy world of 1980s Manhattan. But from the first pages, I realized something no one had ever told me about McInerney: he's a very funny writer. What's more, he makes the main character very sympathetic, so despite all the ridiculous, self-indulgent bullshit he pulls, you don't feel like he's a bad person, and you want him to be okay in the end. McInerne
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Jun 02, 2009
If Delillo is the master philosopher of the post-modern novel, Rushdie the satiric fantasist, and Bret Easton Ellis the brazen provocateur, then, based solely upon this, my initial introduction, Jay MacInerney seems to be the genre's humanist. For a book that laments the breakdown of human identity and significance in 80s New York, where even the very fate of literature and film is left in the hands of "pygmies" where giants once stood, the tenderness of the book's final 50 pages come
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Feb 16, 2009
Well, I have always kind of avoided reading this book. I thought I knew exactly what this was about - rich, white guys doing cocaine in 80s New York. I thought it was going to be totally predictable, but I was very wrong. I guess I didn't know what this book was really about - and I really liked it. I also typically dislike books that "try" to be funny, but the humor in this is kind of dark and inherent to the situations - it's not joky. I love the characters he works with at the magaz
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Feb 13, 2009
You decide to read this book because it was written in the second person. This is interesting to you. You've never read a book written in that manner, at least you can't remember if you have. This seems like a pretentious idea to you, but you are curious. You like the book more than you expected to. It isn't all that dated. Sure, lots of NYC landmarks have changed, but the gist is still the same. You identify with the main character. You decide that if you lived in NYC in 1984, this would probab
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Aug 31, 2009
I read this book and thought, huh, people really did do a lot of cocaine in New York in the 80s.
Bright Lights, Big City has all the despair cloaked in decadence, self-hatred and self-aggrandizement of one of New York magazine's most pathetic (and sexless) "Sex Diaries" --- and has about the same heft. Fortunately it's about as much fun to read too. McInerney's narrator slowly falls apart with the right measure of self-awareness and wit (on a last-ditch ill-conceived attempt More...
Bright Lights, Big City has all the despair cloaked in decadence, self-hatred and self-aggrandizement of one of New York magazine's most pathetic (and sexless) "Sex Diaries" --- and has about the same heft. Fortunately it's about as much fun to read too. McInerney's narrator slowly falls apart with the right measure of self-awareness and wit (on a last-ditch ill-conceived attempt More...
Feb 03, 2010
Now a quarter of a centry old, Bright Lights, Big City does occasionally come across as a little dated in 2010, but this does nothing to diminish the humor and sharpness of the writing. If anything, the pure 80s atmosphere lends an unintended level of humor to the narrative. However, some of the references may be lost on Gen Y readers; for example, The New Yorker is regarded differently now than it was when McInerney worked there and the openness of the New York drug culture of the 1980s may se
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Oct 11, 2009
" ' read hazlitt,' he says. 'that's my advice. read hazlitt and write before breakfast every day.' " p. 84
" a well-bred young woman, something of an intellect, who would not be charmed by some junior account exec with toothpaste market surveys on the brain. this assignment calls for nothing less than a speaker of french, a reader of the new york review of books and that inexpressible guileless charm with which your name is synonymous. don't let me down, coach, and ever More...
" a well-bred young woman, something of an intellect, who would not be charmed by some junior account exec with toothpaste market surveys on the brain. this assignment calls for nothing less than a speaker of french, a reader of the new york review of books and that inexpressible guileless charm with which your name is synonymous. don't let me down, coach, and ever More...
Jun 22, 2010
Part of my ongoing summer reading project, filling the not-so-gaping hole in my literary soul known as "The Brat Pack." Turns out, McInerney is NOT Bret Easton Ellis: McInerney's sentences seem tighter/more composed, clearer, sparser, plus he's more traditional, less willing to temporarily disorient a reader (all based on a very limited scan of their literary DNA so far). I like reading these books because they have semi-trashy reputatons, so I come to them with low expectations they e
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Feb 07, 2009
A novel about a 24-year-old fact-checker at a prestigious New York magazine was inevitably going to resonant somewhat with this reader. It's cliche to liken McInerney's book to the coke that fuels much of its action—-exciting, highly addictive, and, ultimately, a fleeting confection--but Bright Lights, Big City sets itself up for such a simile. For literature buffs, and especially New Yorker lovers, there's plenty of candy throughout. We meet barely veiled likenesses of longtime New Yorker edito
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Aug 06, 2010
I’ve had this book on the shelf for awhile, and I decided it was finally time to read it, if nothing else than because it was so short.
I wasn’t prepared to be enthralled with the story of a young, New York City man working at the Factual Verification department at a well-known magazine. I like these type stories as much as the next person, but it just isn’t the type of story I’ve been reading lately. Fortunately, this story had a huge impact on me because I feel that I read it at th More...
I wasn’t prepared to be enthralled with the story of a young, New York City man working at the Factual Verification department at a well-known magazine. I like these type stories as much as the next person, but it just isn’t the type of story I’ve been reading lately. Fortunately, this story had a huge impact on me because I feel that I read it at th More...
Jul 28, 2011
It is funny, but in the very short period that I was reading this book, or had it on my table waiting to be read, quite a few people recognised the title and commented that they have read it or seen the film... this is something that does not happen often (well not to me anyway), so it seems to be a well read (or at least known) book, which is why I suppose it is a Bloomsbury classic even though it was published for the first time only in 1984... Anyroad, a quick read, more like a long short sto
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Sep 08, 2009
I loved this book. I read it mostly because I'd been told it was a classic in writing exercises - it's in the second person, and so more than one writing teacher had preached to me about it's originality in its use of "you," an originality I was encouraged never to replicate, only to admire. But I liked the book as much more than an exercise. Admittedly, the coke addled days of mid-80's NYC aren't really a period with which I'm familiar, but there was a lot to recognize in the book
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Feb 11, 2012
Recently I tried a book given to me by a friend that didn't click for me. My friend said, I guess this was your Bright Lights, Big City--a book I recommended to her. Humor is a funny, very individual thing, and this is one of my favorite books, while my friend hated it and abandoned it mid-read. It might help that I'm a native New Yorker. I admit I got a kick at seeing my city through the narrator's eyes and recognizing such things as the manic energy, the emptiness of the club scene, the insani
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