Invisible Monsters
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Shannon McFarland, splendida top model, dalla vita ha avuto tutto quello che si può desiderare: l'amore, la carriera, un'amicizia sincera. La sua esistenza viene però sconvolta quando, mentre sta guidando la sua auto, una misteriosa fucilata la raggiunge al volto, lasciandola orrendamente sfigurata e incapace di parlare. E da affascinante centro di attrazione Shannon si ritrova a essere un mostro invisibile, evitato da tutti, tradita dal fidanzato Manus e dall'amica del cuore, Evie. Ma tutto cambia quando in ospedale Shannon fa conoscenza con la Principessa Brandy Alexander, cui manca ancora solo un intervento chirurgico per diventare una vera donna. Brandy non solo la trascinerà in un viaggio delirante con il proposito di aiutarla a vendicarsi di Evie e di Manus, ma soprattutto le spiegherà come reinventare se stessa. E le insegnerà che niente e nessuno è mai quello che sembra a prima vista...
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Palahniuk's grotesque romp aims to skewer the ruthless superficiality of the fashion world and winds up with a tale as savagely glib as what it derides. Narrator Shannon McFarland, once a gorgeous fashion model, has been hideously disfigured in a mysterious drive-by shooting. Her jaw has been shot off, leaving her not only bereft of a career and boyfriend, but suddenly invisible to the world. Along comes no-nonsense, pill-popping diva Brandy Alexander, a resplendent, sassy, transgendered chick, who has modeled her body rearrangement--the breast implants, the hair, the figure--on what Shannon used to look like. Brandy suggests veils, high camp and no self-pity. Shannon wants revenge: first on her supposedly best friend Evie, who has been squeezing her size nine body into Shannon's size six wardrobe, then on her fianc , Manus Kelly, who has been running around with Evie. Since Shannon now believes that Manus and Evie orchestrated her "accident," Shannon rustles up a few arson/kidnapping "accidents" of her own. Then she learns that Brandy is actually her long-lost brother, Shane, who supposedly died of AIDS after his parents kicked him out of their home. (Since then, the McFarlands have become militant gay rights activists, trading on their "grief.") Amid the family drama, Shannon manages to exact her revenge on Manus by surreptitiously slipping him estrogen and enjoying his dismay at sprouting unwanted breasts. Adding to the plot's contrivances are the relentless flashbacks, heralded at the beginning of almost every paragraph with "Jump back to..." and the author's pretentious device of using a fashion photographer's commands ("Flash. Give me adoration. Flash. Give me a break") to signpost the narrator's epiphanies. Palahniuk writes like he's overdosed on Details magazine. Though the absurd surprise ending may incite groans of disbelief, this book does have fun moments when campy banter tops the heroine's flat, whiny bathos. FYI: The film of Palahniuk's novel Fight Club will star Brad Pitt.
