'girls' is the sort of book that makes you give up whatever else it is you're valiantly persevering with at the time in order to read. Or at least it should be. Seriously. Put down that Penguin Classic and get stuck into this...
From the first paragraph of the first page, it's addictive and compelling, but be warned: this is no cheap thriller. You will come back to 'girls' - and it will come back to you - time and time again. A starkly beautiful, well-written collection of scenes, snapshots and stories, this is a brutally honest, often disturbing and occasionally hilarious account of the desires, weaknesses, and failings, of both men and women in the 21st Century. This ultra-modern fable - written in the second person for that perfect, a-little-too-close-to-home, 'accusatory' feel - is counterbalanced with passages lifted from Homer's 'Iliad'. Admittedly, it is tempting to skip these parts in order to get back to the 'juicy bits' (juice that is invariably tainted...) but this parallel narrative serves as an important reminder that men have always been this way, and probably always will be.
If you're into Chuck Palahniuk, Bret Ellis, Hubert Selby Jr. or Charles Bukowski - and let's face it, you really should be - I strongly recommend 'girls'.
Matt Pucci