Fuck-Up - Tapa blanda

"The charm and grit of Nersesian's voice is immediately enveloping, as the down-and-out but oddly up narrator of his terrific novel, The Fuck-Up, slinks through Alphabet City and guttural utterances of love."
--Village Voice

"For those who remember that the eighties were as much about destitute grit as they were about the decadent glitz described in the novels of Bret Easton Ellis and Jay McInerney, this book will come as a fast-paced reminder."
--Time Out

"Not since Catcher in the Rye, or John Knowles's A Separate Peace, have I read such a beautifully written book . . ."
--Grid magazine

"Touted as the bottled essence of early eighties East Village living, The Fuck-Up, is, refreshingly, nothing nearly so limited . . . A cult favorite since its first obscure printing in 1991, I'd say it's ready to become a legitimate religion."
--Smug magazine

"Fantastically alluring! I cannot recommend this book highly enough!"
--Flipside

No simple tale of psychopathic yuppie greed, The Fuck-Up is a thriller with a literary soul set in the pre-chic lower east side. The narrative follows a nameless hero from the girlfriend who kicks him out for a most minor infidelity, to dismissal from his minimum wage usher job at a movie theater, to a literary friend's couch in Carroll Gardens, and back to Manhattan for a short-lived squat in a plush Soho loft and an entirely unorthodox management position in a gay porn theater. As he makes this emotional and socio-economic odyssey through New York's colorful if uncaring landscape, rarely with more than enough change for a cup of coffee at a Blimpie, he becomes embroiled in affairs and relationships build on mutual deceit and predicated on misinformation. The result is a descent into the world of the truly fucked up, a semi-delirious and amnesiac wandering that finds an end not in some predictable and cuddly redemption but in the solace of shared disillusion.