Dead Babies by Martin Amis is one hell of a book. Everyone on GoodReads seems to be super disturbed by it, but I don't share that sentiment. To me, it was cool (in the slick way, not the can't-think-of-a-way-to-say-I-like-something-way), funny, and actually elegantly engaging. I don't know why all the readers on the aforementioned site keep calling Amis shallow, because this book, so closely resembling dark genres of cult legend like Clockwork Orange, in my opinion, is much easier to digest than that (not to mention far superior to any garbage like Paluhniuk that everyone jizzes over so much). It isn't gruesome in an unnecessary way, and though it obviously isn't a popular opinion, I honestly think the characters are likable in their individual crazy ways. There is a point to everything that happens, and I really appreciate that having read so many books on this list that seem to have endless pages of useless dribble.
Sure, the subject is crass, dirty, and edgy. But that's what gives it so much character. There's pure joy in getting to spend a few days with these drug addicted assholes. Fuck and get fucked up until the very climactic end. It's all in good fun, folks.
