A review by bethanymyers
The Day of the Locust by Nathanael West

3.0

What a weird short novel. It's Depression-era Los Angeles, but it could be here and now (right at the beginning West says something along the lines of "everyone's wearing sport clothes, but not for doing sports"...).

Every single character is disturbed and disturbing. The theme appears to be the intersection of imaginary and actual violence (human-on-human, chicken-on-chicken, human-on-chicken, etc.). In some ways it's as dark as it sounds, but it's also quite stylized. Personally I found it difficult to get past the name Homer Simpson.