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Money txt Money, text ebook Money, adobe reader Money, chapter 2 Money, Money 7e8df8 Absolutely One Of The Funniest, Smartest, Meanest Books I Know John Self, The Rabelaisian Narrator Of The Novel, Is An Advertising Man And Director Of TV Commercials Who Lurches Through London And Manhattan, Eating, Drinking, Drugging And Smoking Too Much, Buying Too Much Sex, And Caring For Little Else Besides Getting The Big Movie Deal That Will Make Him Lots Of Money Hey, It Was The S Most Importantly, However, Amis In Money Musters Sheer Entertainment Power In Any Single Sentence Than Most Writers Are Lucky To Produce In A Career


About the Author: Martin Amis

Kingsley Amis his father complained of as a terrible compulsive vividness in his style that constant demonstrating of his command of English and it s true that the Amis ness of Amis will be recognisable in any piece before he reaches his first full stop Amis s raw material is what he sees as the absurdity of the postmodern condition with its grotesque caricatures He has thus sometimes been portrayed as the undisputed master of what the New York Times has called the new unpleasantness.



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  1. says:

    Here to StayThe enduring legacy of Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher isn t conservatism as a political programme but narcissism as a mode of living As the aptly named John Self says in Money, You just gave us some money but you hate me, don t you Yes you do Because I m the new kind, the kind who has money but can never use it for anything but ugliness To which I say You never let us in, not really You might have thought you let us in, but you never did We re here to stay You try getting us out My way is coming up in the world Amis got it exactly right John Self is now the new normal The physical embodiment of his ethos is Trump and Harvey Weinstein John Self is their fictional prototype coarse, uneducated, racist, misogynistic, overweight, and entirely without taste He not only became acceptable in polite circles, he became their centre You know where you are with economic necessity, Self opines, by which he means money is the only criterion of value Therefore is always better, even if there is no object in having it except having it.There is only a limited amount of pornography, alcohol, drugs, and sex a human being can consume And their consumption in excess reduces the ability to consume it s impossible to have seven month long hangover without side effects This causes an irritability which leads to the potential for violence at any moment Self knows this and lives in constant fear of himself This in turn makes him irritable, and so on With violence, you have to keep your hand in, you have to have a repertoire Get your revenge in first Never yield Always hurt the other guy than he hurt you Sound familiar For the English Self, New York City is an enormous brothel, with fast food restaurants in close proximity The place excites him in a curious way You step off the plane, look around, take a deep breath and come to in your underpants, somewhere south of SoHo, or on a midtown traction table with a silver tray and a tasselled tab on your chest and a guy in white saying Good morning, sir How are you today That ll be fifteen thousand dollars NYC demands money just to stay alive, lots of it It makes the making of money as a goal in itself comprehensible, even worthwhile.Lots of literary allusions are peppered through the text, including an increasing number to the author himself, the ultimate hero of the piece, who proposes the redemptive force of literature as an antidote to the Reagan Thatcherite legacy Right, that ll do it I ll write to Trump and Weinstein to clue them in.Good writing But consequently a sermon heard only by the choir of readers of good writing Not Trump not Weinstein, therefore.


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    Yes, you are right Money is about Money But not the everyday money one needs to go on with the daily business of living It is The Money The sort people go bonkers to attain to overcome their fears To suppress the thinking monster who is ready to rear its head at a moment s notice, when the guards are low, those fleeting moments when lust or power hang on to relax, freeing the mind from their rein temporarily But that freedom is ephemeral, for there is no escape from Money John Self is a rogue One, who is impatient to make money, and money in life to spend in excess One who remains drunk all day long Night too For days at stretch Indulges in sex Want to make porn movies To make money You get the picture, right And what with the abysmal language Amis writes this work in What can one expect to find Why should it be rated five stars Well, why shouldn t it be This isn t a work to be disregarded The writing may be despicable, the characters detestable, but it unveils the ugliness of a society doomed in the mire of lust and money To render the effect of Money, when it becomes the only driving force of an individual or a society, how it blinds the senses, influences the mind and compels to stifle the conscience, seems the chief concern of the writer And what better way to illustrate that other than writing it in an appalling language making the ugliness still evident But the work isn t only that It is a struggle a longing to find a meaning, a restlessness to make sense of the living amidst the chaos, while understanding too well that there is no solution to being born Despair abounds Morning came, and I got up That doesn t sound particularly interesting or difficult, now does it I bet you do it all the time Listen, though I had a problem here For instance, I was lying face down under a hedge or bush or some blighted shrub in a soaked allotment full of nettles, crushed cigarette packs, used condoms and empty beercans It was quite an appropriate place for me to be born again, which is what it felt like Obviously it hurts, being born that s why you scream and weep. John Self is deplorable, but he tries hard to think But the hard he tries to think, the harder he tries to suppress it getting drunk and fornicating Number four is the real intruder I don t want any of these voices but I especially don t want this one It is the most recent It has to do with quitting work and needing to think about things I never used to think about It has the unwelcome lilt of paranoia, of rage and weepiness made articulate in spasms of vividness drunk talk played back sober.He suppress it because he doesn t know what to do with the thinking, how to answer the question when they keep popping Frank, on the phone, the one who stalks him, seems to be his doppelganger, trying to make John think Perhaps he is made up by John, so that he can still hear his own voice although trying hard to smother it Martina too makes him think, although she makes him panicky The thing about Martina is the thing about Martina is that I can t find a voice to summon her with The voices of money, weather and pornography all that uncontrollable stuff , they just aren t up to the job when it comes to Martina I think of her and there is speechless upheaval in me I feel this way when I m in Zurich, Frankfurt or Paris and the locals can t speak the lingo My tongue moves in search of patterns and grids that simply are not there Then I shout He tries reading books in order to be able to talk to Martina Though he isn t very smart, but he knows he is missing something in life which can be grasped by reading books The bookish, the contemplative life Martina, she s even cured my tinnitus Not a squeak for over three hours The big thing about reading and all that is you have to be in a fit state for it Calm Not picked on You have to be able to hear your own thoughts, without interference.But there is no escape from Money, its claws fastening as one tries to escape John cannot help it He cannot hide from Money And it is his greed, his inability to take control which brings his doom When he sits there defeated, a part of me can sympathize with him, for the ruin he is faced with, is brought about by a being a part of the society where money is supreme and where thinking spirals downwards as debauchery, greed and lust rise to unleash their power.This book is a masterpiece Highly recommended.


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    UPDATE Did I really not give this five stars What the fuck was I thinking I rate all other books on Goodreads in terms of as good as MONEY, not as good as MONEY, and possibly better than MONEY in some ways but then again not really.I don t know what book I thought I was going to find out there, that was going to be an entire star better than Martin Amis MONEY, but I haven t found it yet If I ever do encounter such a mindbusting blockbender of a book I hear Twilight is good then I may be forced to come back here and revise Martin Amis MONEY back down to four measley stars, in order to give that new one five, since it s important that all books in my library someday be shelved linearly from best to worst so I can prioritize which ones to heat my house with But that occurrence seems unlikely For now five stars Consider my previous rating pilot error As an aside, tho, if any Goodreads Developers happen to be reading this they should consider developing and releasing into the wild another star, a discretionary sixth star specifically, the power to harness such a star in extraordinary situations only for the purpose of reviewing those rare few books that are just thermonuclearly great But this power should be granted only to certain users only those users who have demonstrated consistently exceptional dedication, taste, subtlety, restraint and eloquence in their Goodreadsing Myself, for example Possibly others, too But I would be willing to beta test this new star Here is why Stars are excellent motivators They are shiny, pointy, universally recognized as commemorative of achievement Many Americans were trained at an early age to produce well written text, or at least the correct answers to multiple choice questions, in exchange for shiny adhesive decorative gorgeous gold stars Did I mention shiny certain individuals hi are inordinately hypnotized by them, especially when wasted after a nice night rocking out, and I would like six of them to play with, please This new sixth star the initial sighting of which, like a tenth planet or a third leg, will send shockwaves of startled awe though the Goodreadsphere, and perhaps mark the dawning of a new era in Goodreads history ought really, I think, to be markedly different, better in every way, than the current barely adequate starter quintuplet of self similar, mildly drop shadowed, vaguely Carl s Juniory stars The sixth star should be larger, with bling It should blink, or rotate, or respond to clicks in a trendy Web 2.0 fashion Perhaps this new sixth star should be six pointed, in order to symbolize the number six, as well as maybe Jewishness in some way For instance I could use this sixth start to review Joshua Cohen s Witz, if by chance I read that book and it turns out to be significantly better than Martin Amis MONEY That would be a great day for several different symbolic systems, if that were to happen although perhaps a melancholy one for Martin Amis But, BTW, if there are cultural sensitivity issues that might arise from Goodreads handing its first six pointed star to a gentile hi then I would totally understand, and a seven pointed star would be totally acceptable instead, assuming it was sufficiently awesome.


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    Thank You, Dear Gentle Reader It s 5 pm on a Saturday in New York The Reader walks into a bar where he works as a barman In his bag is a copy of the novel Money , which he has been reading on the subway on the journey to and from work He hasn t checked the pages, but he s almost finished Soon after setting up, he is joined by his first customer, a dishevelled, but interesting looking, character he doesn t think he s seen before The customer is holding a folded piece of paper in his left hand He slips on the newly disinfected floor and almost knocks a seat over while trying to take a position in front of the Reader at the bar He gets up off the wet floor, rubbing his left elbow It s giving him some pain His eyes are bloodshot, but he doesn t look obviously drunk He orders a beer and finally sits down He is still holding the piece of paper The Reader recognises his English accent and initiates a conversation.Reader Are you OK John Self I m not sure.Reader Can I do something to help John Self I don t know.Reader Do you need anything at all John Self Yes.Reader What John Self Some money.Reader Haha We could all do with some money.John Self I know, but it s not for me.Reader Who s it for then John Self My author.Reader What do you mean, your author John Self Martin Amis Reader I know him He s famous.John Self Yes.Reader Doesn t he have enough money Isn t he already rich John Self No.Reader Wow, weird so he depends on you for money then John Self Yes He depends on me for money, and I depend on himfor dear life, actually.Reader So what happens if you don t make him enough money John Self I ll probably die.Reader But you re alive I can see you We re talking to each other Here in this thread In this bar You re drinking a beer.John Self Yes, but it could all come to an end.Reader Why John Self He could hand me a suicide note.Reader Is that the note you ve got there John Self I m not game enough to look.Reader Where did you get it from John Self Martin gave it to me.Reader Do you think he wanted you to read it John Self Yes.Reader Well, why don t you read it then John Self It s not the end of the novel yet.Reader How far away is it John Self I think it must be very close If I read the note, it will be the end of the novel.Reader What s wrong with that John Self It ll be the end of me as well.Reader Oh, right Is there any way we could make it last longer John Self Yes.Reader How John Self You could give Martin some money.Reader I don t have any money.John Self I can t be much of a character then.Reader Hey, you re a real character As real as they get.John Self Thanks You re very kind A real gentleman.Reader What are you doing John Self I m going to read the note.


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    I loathed this book, especially its reekingly horrid, brain damagingly idiotic mess of an ending, which felt like watching a drug addicted alcoholic trainwreck you ve seen self destructing for years finally have his royal rock bottom meltdown into utter psychosis, destitution, and multiple organ failure But Jess you might be yelling Wasn t that the point Probably, almost definitely, but really, I gotta ask was this point really one that needed to be made I think not, yet close to a year after I read it, Money is still ruthlessly imprinted on my brain I mean, there are passages and scenes in here that I remember clearly than I do my own actions at work this morning So it couldn t have been all bad no, it was bad, it was worse, but it was memorably so.Plus there s this paragraph in here that still makes me laugh out loud when I think about it, which I do probably at least every three weeks.So upon further reflection, I am upping it a star to two, not because it was ok, but because it so totally wasn t I hated reading this book, and when I think about having read it, I kind of want to throw up And that s something, isn t it That must count for something Oh, Martin Amis You sick idiot savant fucking bastard Full disclosure a paragraph about grannies being raped.


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    Money features one of the most lovable dingbats I ve yet encountered in literature, a buoyantly ridiculous, somehow charmingly silly scumbag of an antihero When you add to that the book s pervasively outlandish, exuberant energy, its wealth of genuinely hilarious black humor I must have belly laughed giggled snorted uncontrollably at least 20 times , and its wildly inventive word choices, which are flung at the reader with a blatantly waggish, manic enthusiasm, this thing is truly a fun, entertaining read Even though it gets a little too cute from time to time, too smirkingly clever and even obnoxiously pleased with itself , it is still without a doubt the most amusing book I ve had the pleasure of reading in quite some time If you ever find yourself in the mood for a twisted, sharp, uproarious commentary on the cult of money, this is definitely the book for you.


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    Note Written in 2007, when my prose style was at an all time low.I would like to begin this review with a statement I am not a rich man The highest amount of capital I have ever accrued amounts to approximately two thousand British pounds, and after reading Money A Suicide Note from Martin Amis, I can also state in all conviction that will do quite nicely for me I picked this book up expecting a white hot satire on the power of money to corrupt and infect the individual, and to rot society from the inside out I also, perhaps, on some level, needed some reassurance that money truly is the root of all evil, that the wealthy people of the world are the most vacuous and corrupted of all and that there is little enlightenment and personal enrichment to be found in the realm of the filthy lucre So did I come away reassured Did I leave this voluminous text and it is a voluminous text with the kind of comfort I required, or did it change my perception on the topic entirely The answer is that this novel left me utterly breathless in both a positive and negative sense The Lowdown Money A Suicide Note is a book about extreme excess It is therefore written under this proviso from the first moment we are introduced to the loutish, amoral protagonist John Self The voice of the narrator is rather like that of a brutish cockney millionaire high on cocaine, talking noisily about how brilliant he is in a lift to a group of embarrassed, discerning onlookers Amis creation is the image not, it seems, of the archetypal Thatcherite yuppie, but of an unhinged, self made businessman who leads a life of exploitation and epileptic unrest constantly on the look out for the next addiction he can get his greedy hands on Released in 1984, this book must have struck a chord with those sickened by the greed is good ethos of the 1980s and made all those in pursuit of the mega dollars look rather degenerate John Self is a repugnant individual, it is true misogynistic, foul mouthed, coarse and self destructive but is imbued with an extreme intelligence and insightfulness perhaps merely to accommodate the sheer density and crackling eloquence of Amis prose We get the genuine sense throughout the novel that this is a character who is shallow and unthinking, but in whom lurks a genuine intelligence and an almost insatiable need for some kind of spiritual fulfilment He is, to me, like some walking brain, split wide open and just hanging there receptive to almost every kind of stimulus he encounters It is in his world of jet set and sleaze we are trapped in for all 400 pages of this text, and despite this full absorption into his world, he appears desolate and almost impenetrable from the outside Style Plot Excess is adopted throughout each stylistic nuance of this book The length of the sentences are just a little too long, as are the ensuing paragraphs, in order to give the effect of leaving the reader feeling dazed and bloated If John Self has just gorged on a whole plateful of burgers, the reader feels that sensation as well This does not make for the easiest reading style, but it does manage to evoke the feeling of the sheer lack of restraint the character has When one word would do, Amis uses about three or four, stretching his descriptive capabilities to near breaking point He also works in surreal, literary imagery into the text, most of which gets swamped in the sheer ocean of adjectives The narrator or less rambles for all 400 pages, and there is no real structure or point to many of the events we merely wade through the wasteland of his indulgent and decadent life, then build to the moment of his almost suicide The narrator works in the pornographic film industry and the events in the book detail his abusive relationships with actresses, his contemptuous colleagues and with his manifold addictions These parts of the book can be difficult to swallow, since they engendered in me anger than humour, but there are some guilty laughs to be had in the astonishing wordplay that Amis is able to spindle throughout most of the novel His ability as one of the best contemporary British authors is never in doubt throughout this text What is perhaps the most interesting element of the book, for me, is the postmodern twist he has thrown into his work in this instance including himself as a character in the novel The intellectual bankruptcy of John Self is revealed when a somewhat sympathetic and part human friend called Martina gets him into reading books Amis is characterised as a mild mannered, cantankerous bookworm which is not entirely inaccurate and sketches himself well into his own work Upon an encounter with Amis in some random London pub, Self decides with encouragement from Martina that he should immerse himself in books to attain a higher level of knowledge and begins by tackling George Orwell It would seem at this point that the bookworm voice of Amis is breaking through the narrative here, and he lectures a little through his character that there is a kind of currency intellectual currency money just cannot afford The text then does that neat tactic of referencing itself later on, as some text within a text cleverness I learned about after three years of English Lit, I remembered something is introduced, and Self becomes a scriptwriter, working on a film titled Bad Money later shortened to Money The honest way in which Amis earns his money via his writing is juxtaposed to the repugnant way Self earns his, via sleaze and debasement Lots to think about But not just now Further Thoughts Money A Suicide Note manages to end on something of a poignant note, with the final chapter making startling use of italics over the last monologue as Self, after his near death experience, sits alone an absolutely shattered individual Instead of being a mere figure of fun, whose flashy dialogue and brutal cynicism make him out to be a clueless buffoon, he is exposed as a vulnerable, child like man and is suitably crushed to a pulp by Amis for all his heartlessness Since Self has spent the text running around like an overexcited child in a candy shop, perhaps this climax is inevitable It still manages to make for an effective end to the novel, even if the overall message of the text ends up rather dimmed given the density of it all Or perhaps I was too stupid Which is likely What is to be taken from this text As a discourse on the detrimental effects of having too much money, it raises some convincing and crucial arguments Those who come from poorer backgrounds and who seek nothing but cold, hard cash from an early age, are shown as people with something pointless to prove to themselves who are taking the wrong path in life It also hectors quite clearly that when a person has an unlimited amount of money, it can end up corrupting the person and robbing them of their humanity Just think of all those benevolent multi millionaires out there What ones My point exactly Since all I sought from this novel was a barbed black comedy and a first rate, scathing social commentary, I came away one pleased consumer I do believe that Amis could have trimmed some sections of the text it is voluminous, remember but that would seem to contradict the OTT nature of the whole thing Silly me It can also be difficult to invest bags of reading time approx 10 hrs in such an irredeemable protagonist who is doomed from page one, and care about anything he is doing seeing who most people would avoid this man with all the effort they could muster However, something I should have mentioned in the beginning this is a comedic work, and it did make me laugh in some places I am not the type to be reduced to hysterical laughter with satirical novels, but this one at least raised some guilty chuckles and set my grey matter reeling afterwards Why did I laugh at that What does that say about me Am I an absolute bastard And so on Conclusion This novel deserves to be included with the finest satires on shallow greed ever published It does the job nicely, namely exposing the power of money to deaden the individual, and it approaches the issue from a classically British perspective Which I find pleasing being British Perhaps American novels along the lines of Bonfire of the Vanities, or even to a certain extent the ice cold humour of American Psycho are fine points of comparison to make Since they are the only two I can think of just now This novel is recommended to those who require a reminder of the evils of money, who just enjoy seeing the idiots rich exposed as sheer, unenlightened morons and who delight in a wordy, erudite satire that delivers a nice scissor kick to the groins of those who deserve it A worthwhile endeavour.


  8. says:

    How about a story where the narrator is an absolute pig who spends most of the novel blind drunk as he careens from blackout to blackout while being a completely self absorbed and oblivious asshole who survives on a diet of fast food and pornography He s also the kind of guy who gets in bar brawls and occasionally smacks women around Sound like fun Actually, it is John Self is a British director of crass TV commercials who is about to make his first movie with an American producer John ping pongs between New York and London as he deals with incredibly difficult actors and an increasingly demanding girl friend Along the way, he also meets a writer named Martin Amis, and he s hounded by threatening phone calls from someone who claims that John ruined his life All the while he spends vast amounts of money to support his lifestyle and buy his way out of trouble.Alcoholic John is completely clueless as to what a massive asshat he is and can t understand anyone not motivated by greed He s just smart enough to realize that money is the only thing that allows him to act the way he does and to feel vaguely disgruntled with his life, but he s so committed to constant instant gratification that he can t imagine living any other way He s Hunter S Thompson without the intelligence and rage He s Charlie Sheen without the tiger blood and a webcast He s that drunken fucktard you hope doesn t sit next to you on the plane, but if he does, you ll have stories to tell your friends for hours.The reckless adventures that John has frequently end in humiliation for him, although he s not always smart or sober enough to understand that he should be embarrassed Amis does a magnificent job of making his points through John s musings without beating the reader over the head with them My only complaint is that there were points that seemed to get a bit repetitive with multiple blackouts and humiliations that John suffers.If you can t stand books with unlikable characters in the lead, then stay away from this If you ve got the stomach to hear out a booze soaked moron in order to get a blisteringly funny take on a culture that worships money, then check this book out.


  9. says:

    This was really an essential text for me I first read it shortly after it came out in the U.S 1985 and it was like nothing I had ever come across before A hydrogen bomb of a novel The sheer speed of the narrative, the word play, the telling detail In short Money possessed the masterful technique that causes a narrative to jump from the page Though originality we now know is something of a misnomer every artist has his or her models and Amis has always been quite frank about his nevertheless I have found no one who quite equals MA He is unique He makes it new, as the problematic Ezra Pound is famous for saying.


  10. says:

    Not for the fainthearted or easily shocked but if you don t fall into one of those categories, an absolutely first rate comic novel Impossible to forget John Self, surely one of the most unattractive anti heroes ever.


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