Happiness and Love
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Sidottu, 2025
englanti
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One of Vogues Best Books of the Year
Reading the novel is akin to spending time with a witty if merciless observer of other peoples idiocies. Theres something of a latter-day Holden Caulfield about the narratorit possesses an enlivening, claustrophobic charge. The Spectator
Following a young woman over the course of one outrageous and insufferable downtown dinner party at the home of her estranged best friendsan artist and curator couple, whom she now realizes stands for everything she detestsHappiness and Love is a deliciously scathing (Vogue UK) debut novel about brazen materialism, self-obsession, and the empty careerism of so-called cultural elites.
Delivered in a single hilarious, brutal paragraph, this is the story of an evening that slowly self-destructs, as the guests sip orange wine and await the arrival of a newly famous actress. When the guest of honor finally does arrive, she sets in motion a disastrous end to the night, laying bare the depravity and decadence of the hosts empty little livesa hollowness that the narrator herself knows all too well.
Reading the novel is akin to spending time with a witty if merciless observer of other peoples idiocies. Theres something of a latter-day Holden Caulfield about the narratorit possesses an enlivening, claustrophobic charge. The Spectator
Following a young woman over the course of one outrageous and insufferable downtown dinner party at the home of her estranged best friendsan artist and curator couple, whom she now realizes stands for everything she detestsHappiness and Love is a deliciously scathing (Vogue UK) debut novel about brazen materialism, self-obsession, and the empty careerism of so-called cultural elites.
Delivered in a single hilarious, brutal paragraph, this is the story of an evening that slowly self-destructs, as the guests sip orange wine and await the arrival of a newly famous actress. When the guest of honor finally does arrive, she sets in motion a disastrous end to the night, laying bare the depravity and decadence of the hosts empty little livesa hollowness that the narrator herself knows all too well.
