Does this book have some sort of literary merit, even if only on a pop level?
I know it's a fucking pickup book, but something about this really gripped me when I first read it. I don't know what it was exactly. But it really had that 'page turner' quality. I just wanted to read more and more.
The way he describes his moral dilemmas, his hopeless search for self esteem through sex, is interesting. It's also interesting reading about him getting pulled over by crooked cops in Eastern Europe. The whole 'project Hollywood' thing is portrayed really glamorously.
I dunno.
There's just something about this book...
Anyone here think there's something to this, or am I just deluded by being a pussy-starved beta who will hang on any word that promises me a cure to inceldom?
It's a genuinely interesting story and Neil Strauss is a competent writer. Don't worry, it's okay to like this book