
If this was a twenty year old man with Dad issues, too much money and half a pound of coke up his nose, it would be Brett Easton Ellis.

If this was a book cover, it would be its own - flashy, fun, inviting, two-dimensional and with a really wanky subtitle.

If this was a sandwich, it would be some delicious overpriced kosher thing from a snazzy New York deli that goes down like a greased oyster but won’t spoil your appetite.