What happened to the young Clay pale Less Than Zero? Blair and his girlfriend addicted to cocaine? As for Julian, the pretty boy drifting, he hit bottom? Those who have reveled in the downfall of the hero of Bret Easton Ellis in the underworld of the 80 will of course thrilled to find California, weighed twenty years of wrinkles and cynicism come, hopefully mature.
Ellis, who has always enjoyed making his characters wander from one novel to another, invented since Lunar Park, a character of its own bestiary. No wonder that his "Suite" begins with a telescoping real / fiction. The novel Less Than Zero is actually a document on Clay Blair and Julian, also present at the premiere of the film adapted from the novel ("a shit: rich colors, loaded, but grim and expensive").
If you have the feeling lose the thread, no worries, this variation surreal and disturbing that unfortunately only lasts a few pages. Gratuitous (or missed), this narrative gives way to pull a story most standardized, built as a long flashback. While Julian was found murdered, Ellis rewinds time to pick up on return to LA's best-selling writer Clay Easton for Christmas 2007, twenty years away from his seminal novel.
Taking advantage of the thriller, while juggling high-grade artifacts 80'qui have made it successful (sex, drugs), Ellis ape his style more than it reinvents it. The cynicism that previously shared with his creatures, turned against them in a moralistic backlash (Julian embodying the atoning figure). His poor characters play the same scenes endlessly (especially ass), psychologically static in a world that has yet evolved. If in 1987 they were bewildered and disillusioned, Clay and Blair are now self-satisfied rednecks.
Sadly that gives Ellis a generation that had no future and who did not understand how s'updater. Even more sad record of a subversive writer entered the rank of a good moral thinking. A LA, Suites Imperial smell of formalin.
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