Alasdair Duncan

Calvin is your typical disaffected suburban teen, passing the time doing as many drugs and getting as much sex as he can. After an internet friend sends Calvin pornographic photos of himself, Calvin becomes obsessed with the other, unknown boy in the photographs. Then at a party, he meets the boy from the photographs, who's name is Anthony...

I'm not sure what I think of this book except to say that I wish the main character Calvin would get some therapy. I worry about him. That said, I thought he was quite realistic, a teenage boy with no real problems other than the fact that he analyzes and overthinking everything as he searching for meaning and feeling in a life that seems meaning life, where he can't feel anything.
He desperately wants to feel something to connect to people, but all his relationships are superficial and numb, especially with all the many boys he hooks up with.

Anthony tells him the key to getting through life is being able to 'take yourself of the equation' i.e retreat so deep into yourself that you're not connected to what's happening to you. Calvin is both drawn to and terrified by the idea of being able to do that.

I'm not really sure what the moral of the story is here, or whether Calvin learns or changes in anyway. All I know is that apparently you need to have as much sex with as many people as you can while you're still young and hot and people want you, because after that life is meaningless.

It's a theme reiterated by almost every single character, but I can't tell if the author approves of the idea or not. I actually don't know what the author was trying to do with this story, a although he was 22 when he wrote it, which may explain things.

The style was interesting: it included e-mails, IM conversations, dialogue format, paragraph's from the main character's note book, etc. Sometimes it worked for me, sometimes it didn't. Often a conversation is interspersed with paragraphs of observation of what's going on (for example, what Pack-man is doing on the video game screen). I got the feeling that these paragraphs were supposed to be symbolic in some way, but I mostly ended up skimming them to get back to the conversation going on.

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Calvin is your typical disaffected suburban teen, passing the time doing as many drugs and getting as much sex as he can. After an internet friend sends Calvin pornographic photos of himself, Calvin becomes obsessed with the other, unknown boy in the photographs. Then at a party, he meets the boy from the photographs, who's name is Anthony...

I'm not sure what I think of this book except to say that I wish the main character Calvin would get some therapy. I worry about him. That said, I thought he was quite realistic, a teenage boy with no real problems other than the fact that he analyzes and overthinking everything as he searching for meaning and feeling in a life that seems meaning life, where he can't feel anything.
He desperately wants to feel something to connect to people, but all his relationships are superficial and numb, especially with all the many boys he hooks up with.

Anthony tells him the key to getting through life is being able to 'take yourself of the equation' i.e retreat so deep into yourself that you're not connected to what's happening to you. Calvin is both drawn to and terrified by the idea of being able to do that.

I'm not really sure what the moral of the story is here, or whether Calvin learns or changes in anyway. All I know is that apparently you need to have as much sex with as many people as you can while you're still young and hot and people want you, because after that life is meaningless.

It's a theme reiterated by almost every single character, but I can't tell if the author approves of the idea or not. I actually don't know what the author was trying to do with this story, a although he was 22 when he wrote it, which may explain things.

The style was interesting: it included e-mails, IM conversations, dialogue format, paragraph's from the main character's note book, etc. Sometimes it worked for me, sometimes it didn't. Often a conversation is interspersed with paragraphs of observation of what's going on (for example, what Pack-man is doing on the video game screen). I got the feeling that these paragraphs were supposed to be symbolic in some way, but I mostly ended up skimming them to get back to the conversation going on.

… (altro)