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A review by kenmooney
Snuff by Chuck Palahniuk
4.0
it's been a while since I've read a book properly, since I've felt my way through the mind, world and bodies of a bunch of characters. So I may as well start with one of my favourite writers writing a book about sex and death and sexy death and deadly sex.
Snuff carries the usual crude wit and fucked up characters of a Palahniuk novel, using the setting of an epic porn movie to analyse male and female bodily autonomy, attitudes towards sex, privacy and identity. This is the kind of shit I enjoy.
But I finished this wanting something more. A story jumping between the heads of four characters, jumping between different head-space emotionally and temporally doesn't quite work at all times: characters have thoughts that are forgotten by their next chapter, bitter anger making way for confused reaching for a sense of meaning only to return to that sense of anger when the moment requires.
The head hopping that I usually find works for Palahniuk is too similar in its characters for this outing, identifying the characters by their actions and thoughts rather than a unique voice. Realistically, this is probably more of a 3.5/5 book, were it not for the gloriously named porn movies and pastiches referenced.
Snuff carries the usual crude wit and fucked up characters of a Palahniuk novel, using the setting of an epic porn movie to analyse male and female bodily autonomy, attitudes towards sex, privacy and identity. This is the kind of shit I enjoy.
But I finished this wanting something more. A story jumping between the heads of four characters, jumping between different head-space emotionally and temporally doesn't quite work at all times: characters have thoughts that are forgotten by their next chapter, bitter anger making way for confused reaching for a sense of meaning only to return to that sense of anger when the moment requires.
The head hopping that I usually find works for Palahniuk is too similar in its characters for this outing, identifying the characters by their actions and thoughts rather than a unique voice. Realistically, this is probably more of a 3.5/5 book, were it not for the gloriously named porn movies and pastiches referenced.