In 1996 Chuck Palahniuk wrote that great cult book "Fight Club." And shortly after the cult became a mass phenomenon with the film in which Brad Pitt and Edward Norton split their faces in the most unexpected places, the result of a bipolarity that did not stop showing a hyperbolic conflict that from time to time manifests in our modern society, a diabolical struggle between the innermost self and the social self.
Then it will come the second part of this baffling club, only two decades later. And in the meantime, a lot of good books and some of the author's own tragedies, the kind that hang around in the most unstructured family environments.
Thus, it is easy to understand that Palahniuk's literature involves an incursion into rebellion, frustration, guilt, fear, and even hatred and disenchantment. And so it can be understood that literature is also a vent, a channel for, if not sublimate that is too poetic, yes at least appease ghosts ...
In this book Make Up Something, transgression is once again narrative sustenance and nourishment. A volume with more than twenty stories and a short novel that offer that glimpse between macabre until bordering on the eschatological, truffled with acid humor but always linked to that dark side of vice, perversion, the liberation of the inner monster, of criticism as a symphony of rebellion without a cause as the sum of all causes concentrated in perdition.
The consideration of Palahniuk's characters as representatives of that dark side that increases when the pathological becomes chronic in the mind leads to a distorting perspective of the world. At the end of the day, the plethora or rather the crowd, (depending on how you look at it) of personalities that roam through so many stories, can be those friendly neighbors or those fully trustworthy coworkers, or those friends to whom you trust your secret ...
As Lou Reed would say, walking through all these stories means taking a walk on the wild side ...
You can now buy the book Make up something, a set of stories by Chuck Palahniuk, here: