Victor spends his days working as an indentured servant in Colonial America. He spends his nights rotating between attending sex addicts anonymous meetings and faking his own untimely demise by choking in high-end restaurants. Once saved, Victor maintains contact with said rescuers in the hopes that they will send him enough money to cover his mother’s monthly nursing home bill.
Chuck Palahniuk is a very polarizing figure in modern day literature – you either love him or hate him. I fall into the absolutely adore him category, but I still find it nearly impossible to write a review for his books. His brain works in such mysterious ways that a synopsis is the only safe bet to prevent spoilage of his masterpiece. Let’s just say that, once again, his words read like poetry of the most demented order.