I've never had an opinion of Jared Leto one way or the other. I guess he's kind of hot in that lean, muscular, low-rise-jeans-for-men kind of way that I don't fully understand. He's no Renee Zellweger, but now I think I love him after seeing his misguided attempt at gaining gravitas by gaining, I don't know, 30-40 pounds to play Mark David Chapman in the upcoming Chapter 27 with total Oscar gold, Lindsay Lohan. He's the anti-Christian Bale. Which reminds me (Christian Bale being in American Psycho, another Bret Easton Ellis book), I finally finished Lunar Park last week (one of my Christmas break reading choices that I now owe overdue fines on). I'm still not sure what I think of it, it starts off conventionally and I had a hard time getting into it, but then it shifts into a near horror story that actually kind of unnerved me a bit. But I've noticed the older I get the more easily spooked I am. I'm not even sure that I would consider it a great book, it has been growing on me, it did make a few prestigious best of 2005 lists. But I must admit enjoying it much more than Indecision (also a 2005 fave that I read in the past month) which annoyed the hell out of me. Was all the white upper class Manhattan slacker finding purpose supposed to be a parody or heart-felt? The author does publish that literary whatever-you-want-to-call-it n+1, which seems pretty earnest. I guess I'm just not intellectual or irony-free enough to appreciate this genre.
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