Is it wrong that I still don't like Bret Easton Ellis?

Not personally, of course.  I don't know him.  (That doesn't stop me from loathing Courtney Love, but that's another story.  You've seen her latest outfit, right?) 

Back to Bret.  I don't like his books.  I get them, but for me, it's no fun to read about people that I don't like at all.  In Patricia Highsmith's Ripley books, Ripley isn't an especially likeable character (to say the least) but he's fascinating.  Secretly, you find yourself empathizing with him sometimes. 

The characters in Less Than Zero and Rules of Attraction were just gross.  Kind of like the movie Your Friends and Neighbors--well done, but not a pleasant movie to sit through because ultimately, every character is either reprehensible or pathetic.  Don't get me started on Riding in Cars with Boys.  (The movie.  Didn't read the book).

Anyway.  It sounds like Ellis' new book is more of the same.  But with a twist.  Lunar Park is about a version of himself.  Crossed with Hamlet?  So I'm going to give it a miss.  But let me know if you read it.