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Set Mostly In Manhattan Although Also Featuring Atlantic City, Brooklyn, GMail Chat, And Gainsville, Florida This Autobiographical Novella, Spanning Two Years In The Life Of A Young Writer With A Cultish Following, Has Been Described By The Author As A Shoplifting Book About Vague Relationships, Parts Shoplifting Arrest, Parts Vague Relationship Issues, And An Ultimately Life Affirming Book About How The Unidirectional Nature Of Time Renders Everything Beautiful And Sad From VIP Rooms In Hip New York City Clubs To Central Booking In Chinatown, From New York University S Bobst Library To A Bus In Someone S Backyard In A College Town In Florida, From Bret Easton Ellis To Lorrie Moore, And From Moby To Ghost Mice, It Explores Class, Culture, And The Arts In All Their American Forms Through The Funny, Journalistic, And Existentially Minded Narrative Of Someone Trying To Both Not Be A Bad Person And Find Some Kind Of Happiness Or Something, While He Is Driven By His Failures And Successes At Managing His Art, Morals, Finances, Relationships, Loneliness, Confusion, Boredom, Future, And Depression Why In recognition of Tao Lin s mention of this review on HTMLgiant, I ve decided to temporarily give his novella an additional star, although I won t change the original review below My facial expression was almost neutral after I finished this book, which was controlled, calm, short, flat, and simple I m not the target demographic for this book I don t really get excited about nearly identical disembodied proper nouns doing not much and talking about not much in an intentionally undescribed New York City But something I like the stylistic bar is set so low, Tao will inspire dozens of young imitators to open Word and transcibe conversations and Gchats about their Flickr or Photobucket accounts Reading this has made me feel sleepy and empty Maybe I should buy a Synergy I wanted to laugh but I didn t even smile I think that was the point, though I d say that s probably a pretty fucked point for a book fucked is a keyword in this book I liked how he liked all the fucked people in Atlantic Ciy and how they made him feel happy and like he belonged It s probably fun to write like Tao Writing like that would make me feel like most of my major organs had been removed, like I too were fucked, I guess I rounded up when I chose a star and felt happier I like Tao s blogs and online stunts I feel like maybe this book is an extension of those activities, like all his online stuff is the real art and the book is an empty physical product he somehow compels you to purchase I wonder what he ll write about when he s older He s 26 Is that still young Of all the vapid crap in all the vapid world over, this is the vapid est I have not been able to get that word out of my head vapid vapid vapid since I finished Tao Lin s vapid it novella Shoplifting from American Apparel A task completed over the course of an hour and a half that would have been better spent watching 16 and Pregnant True story I read than half of this in the cafe at Barnes Noble and knew I hated it But I still bought it because I wanted to be able to loathe something physical And I wanted to finish it, so I would have reasons to not like it Joke s on me Lin profits from my wrath.Our hero Sam is a bored New York City writer organic vegan restaurant worker who sleeps until 3 p.m., then IMs Internet friends on Gmail These are gripping back and forths that frequent digress into I m so fucked I m so fucked, too He s so fucked Sam seems to like iced coffee, vegan dining, and his ex girlfriend Sheila, although it s hard to tell This entire story chronology Twitter stream is written in an eerie See Dick Run monotone What passes as witty conversations seem to be of the had to be there variety Sam is horseshit at shoplifting, the two times he does it he lands in the clink Friends enter and exit scenes and new ones replace them but act exactly the same All the while, Sam has some sort of cult following of people who actually want to hear him read his words in public and talk about being fans of his work Then things get super fun on a trip to Florida where everyone gets crazy and does antics There is part of me that hopes this book is some sort of elaborate bit of social satire Like maybe, just maybe Lin is making a statement about blind worship, consumerism, and herd mentalities Maybe Lin is sitting at home using Hotmail and Bing, craving gas station coffee and Olive Garden, laughing at his friend the one who took blurbs from the reviews of people who didn t like this book and tried to refute their claims I m not convinced Lin wouldn t do this he s allegedly given readings where he repeats the same sentence over and over and over he papered NYC with Britney Spears stickers Why not write a blase novella, and then mock people who like it in the name of art Don t get me wrong even if that is what s going on here, I d still hate it Another true story I started reading Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis in the same sitting Strip these two tales, and they are similar concepts 20 somethings wandering here and there, leaving a trail of pop culture bread crumbs Yet Ellis doesn t inspire ire He makes me giddy Nostalgia is a better brand of vapid I prefer bored twits from the 80s to bored twits from the 2000s This book actually made me mad, and then mad because I let it make me mad And this book made me really glad that I don t have any friends younger than 30 It also made me hate the Internet, cult followings, bloggers, and vegans, readers, and emo anything. I have a feeling that this review will be insulting, so perhaps people emotionally attached to either this book or eat when you feel sad should perhaps just look at the star rating not the rest of the review Thanks.I like this book, I like a lot of books, sadly me liking thing tends to translate into me having opinions which easily slides into direct criticism Things I hate are safer I tend to simply digress or not care enough to say anything.Anyhow, let s begin with a serious digression, I was discussing gilles deleuze with my friend jonathan, although I didn t tell him who we were discussing This occurred directly after a discussion of James Joyce and David foster Wallace The deleuze we discussed was about Proust Basically that Proust was a collection of disjunctive pieces lacking a coherent whole mushed together Jonathan agreed with this and like Proust as opposed to the other authors whom I mentioned whom he is not fond of My theory on this is that Proust while working with the random pieces maintains a sense of literary integrity that is not present in Joyce Basically if they played the game where you keep the balloon from touching the ground Joyce would drop the balloon a lot, Proust would make the balloon magically levitate while he made a sandwich My point is not that either is better although I prefer Joyce s methods My point is that if zach german is Joyce than Tao Lin is Proust If I could not get attacked for equating these people with famous classical authors I would appreciate it, thanks Lin s book maintains a sense of literary integrity which German can t juggle While this doesn t really contain a serious conflict or traditional plot points it does carry a sense of a literary arc You constantly feel that you know where you are in the story, whereas, in the German book I felt I constantly lost my sense of time Although in both time seems to be moving faster than it should.I think that Tao Lin is basically the transition point between German and traditional literature Meaning he is probably actually creative, as the point of change tends to be interesting than the actual change Unless the change is BS Johnson and he proceeds to kill himself, but that is another story.Both this book and the German book share a sentence, I just want to be crying in someone s arms this is obviously on purpose, I meant contextually the sentence is completely different Basically nothing around it matches In the German it reads as a desire for a person, here it reads almost as a desire for emotion The German book is almost entirely about what thing could make him happy The Lin seems about the attempt to interact with the world The sentence in that context makes it seem like the act of crying is as important as the arms This related to a difference in emotional content German is direct description Not unlike spot ran Emotional content is entirely absent, the closest he gets is the desire for emotional content Tao Lin allows for undifferentiated emotional content I mean it is certainly there, but it occurs in these weird amorphous blobs of emotionality perhaps the desire to cry is a desire for a pure emotion Let s go back to my 80s idea from my German review This is what became late eighties stoicism It reads as a confusion and inability to label affective states, perhaps a slightly schizophrenic projection of emotional states Basically they appear to occur outside Sam, whereas, for German they appear to not occur.The level of detail is intensely different and probably directly affects the judgment of literary integrity Lin is very detailed and tells his reader entire conversations as opposed to German s Robert and Tom talk you commonly know exactly what is going on, which weirdly you commonly don t in German s book regardless of him detailing every time Robert walks up stairs or goes through a door.Now that this entire review only is accessible to people that have already read German let me make some comments about Tao Lin Although I could tell this was autobiographical it didn t feel like Sam had to be Tao Lin although from other reviews it seems it was that character It read fast Nothing felt different at the end than the beginning I kind of like the vapid gchat although not as much as I liked german s commentary about how much Robert didn t want to talk to the person I mean it is a novel of life You won t leave it changed You won t think Tao Lin is a genius, sorry You will leaving having been told a story about a person And here is a secret most people do not lead terribly interesting lives Tao Lin is not an exception to this. I read this because I have liked Kafka and Camus and have heard this is a new century hipster version of existentialist angst and alienation It feels like arrogance than alienation, actually Does it capture the current zeitgeist in some way Maybe Like Kerouac with the Beat generation Hmm I doubt it.I like the title a lot I like a lot of hipster art titles like Dear Jenny We are all Find by Jenny Zhang and Selected Unpublished Blog Posts of a Mexican Panda Express Employee by Megan Boyle, blogpost lit for a generation of self absorbed diarists So funny that whatever comes out of our heads is worth writing down, so this is, like, ironic It s a commentary on our self absorbed times Or maybe it just is a shallow person writing stuff down and is just like anything we might write down, it is every day common mundane stuff and don t get all hung up about it, it s just what it is, so deal with it Or not It s a free country, dude, you don t have to read t Is Lin the chronicler of the new lost generation The Brett Easton Ellis yikes of the new century Maybe But is he really a spokesperson for anyone He wouldn t say so, would he Or maybe he would want that He drinks coffee in vegan cafes and gets caught shoplifting a couple times and actually goes to jail, this stand in for the autobiographical fiction author Lin whose name is Sam I guess this could be seen as a little funny Droll amusing I kind of prefer to think of it as a scam, actually, but will keep my mind open to seeing how others help me see it I mean, I didn t like Ellis, either, and a lot of people hated On the Road and the Beats as sort of pretentious self absorption, and I liked that especially when I was young but still largely do It could just be twenty somethings will say to me, you just don t understand us, and our talking bout our generation, dude But hey, I tried, dude. I m a fan of gritty realism, and i ve got no problem when a book doesn t go anywhere It s not that I don t get it , it s that the author doesn t If taken as satire, the references are painfully out of touch and come across like the misplaced name dropping of someone who hangs out in the city on weekends but doesn t really know his way around If the book is actually to be taken in earnest, it reflects the privileged, vapid reality inhabited by the class of slumming pseudo artists who want the dubious credibility and edginess of stealing form American apparel, without sacrificing their ability to go home and play on expensive macbooks both are true of the main character If this was meant as commentary on that lifestyle, i d be all for it, but even in that attempt, it fails it simply isn t smart or scathing As to the tone itself, I m actually a big fan of mumblecore, when it reflects something meaningful and intimate Sadly, the dialogue in this book falls somewhere between a particularity boring conversation with my friends and one with an aging wannabe older than the author or the main character, dropping the wrong names in an attempt to seem with it Ouch Really, just ouch. This book and his main character are 50% Tao Lin poking fun at hipsters, 50% Tao Lin himself which I think happens in most of his books for example, he is well aware of the detachment and messed up notion of the self that Paul has in Taipei due to the addiction to the internet, and yet Tao Lin is the internet author personified 3 examples to illustrate this theory 1 Organic food hipsters believe in buying such food as a revolutionary act, when it is merely a quick way to feel good about oneself without really making any actual impact in the world Tao Lin probably just likes the taste and healthiness of organic products, so he shares the love for organic food with hipsters but probably without taking it seriously, despite his comment on stealing from American Apparel to have money to spend in vegan restaurants as his way to establish his moral preference 50% 50%.2 My favourite part the poetic daydreaming lines in which he pictures himself with money enough to sleepwalk through life playing on line games, listening to music through amazing speakers, unlimited organic products and zero worries Meditative, braindead, autopilot It all sounds as sincere as sarcastic to me.3 The first pages when he mention the writer, taken care by stripper girlfriends, who writes masterpieces that don t sell well I can hear Tao Lin himself and him making fun of self important contemporary writers at the same time.I d rather read this or any other Tao Lin s book any day of the week than the old fashioned doorstopper, 500 page long, Pulitzer Prize, bestseller story about nazis Hitler sells better than any other dictator with a heroic orphan of course , an old man with a young soul OFC and a blind OFC , jew OFC , girl OFC , who experiences the nazi horrors OFC and escapes OFC to the coast OFC with a big OFC secret OFC that my wife has on her night table, recommended of fucking course by some talentless literature professor.P.S The biggest problem with this empty book is that it demands to be read, since it has connected words inside the first full length NeXTmodernist novel CRAZY for LOVING YOU is a step beyond in this department, since the title is the only sentence which can be found inside. Look, people have shit on those who write for a new zeitgeist pretty much since publishing evolved from the Gutenberg Press to a accessible means of conveying ideas Truman Capote demeaned Kerouac Half the people I know would like to kill Holden Caulfield if he were a real human Douglas Coupland mined his generation so thoroughly that some think he wrote himself into a place of relative irrelevance, and Bret Easton Ellis s scathing examination of 1980s consumer culture, American Psycho, is one of the most misunderstood books ever Books that speak of a people who may not be our own, or of a culture that is different, or of a people who may be our own but are so morally bereft we can t admit it, run the risk of being seen as poorly written or inexplicable or exploitative Moreover, this most commonly happens when the middle aged make the mistake of thinking they have a finger on the pulse of the young when they don t, walking into new works clutching their own ideas of art, connection and social relevance like so many pearls.I can tell you with no small amount of emphatic anger that this is not that, a woman long in her tooth clutching pearls at the antics of These Kids Today This book is so foul that I didn t even have to second guess myself This book is such an egregious piece of shit hiding behind what many consider to be hipster culture that it sickens me that people got taken in by it To paraphrase the late, great Dorothy Parker, this not a book to be tossed aside it is a book to be thrown with great force, preferably at a picture of Tao Lin that one has printed out from the Web and taped to a bean bag chair You can read my entire review here. A friend and I discussed this book for a moment She had recently read it, and I just finished it yesterday We concluded that we didn t like it very much It wasn t terrible, there were some good parts, funny parts The seemingly incompetent writing was most likely intentional and consistent with the scattered brained vapid technologically saturated creatures in the novel who aimlessly search for a reason to exist and for ways to stave off boredom in a landscape of too many possibilities There is a line on page 80 taken out of context where one character says to another, I feel good that fast food exists even when I m not eating it That idea can be said about this book, its style and its subject matter I don t really like these people, I don t like their love and lack of distrust for this socially networked, alienated, and shallow consumerist world I don t really like the choppy and mediocre writing style either But, I am glad it is there I suppose this ever increasing sector of the population needs representation in the novel like everyone else, needs examining and, above all, needs a voice.