
It is written about a character's time spent caught up in, and notably escaping from, the mid-1980s New York City fast lane. It is one of the few well-known English-language novels written in the second person,[1] and its main character is unnamed. He is a writer who, by day, works as a fact checker for a literary magazine for which he had hoped to write. By night, he is a party-goer, a cocaine user, seeking to lose himself in the hedonism of the 1980s yuppie party scene. His wife, Amanda, recently left him and he copes with this by pretending nothing happened and telling no one that she's gone. Initially hopeful that she will return someday, he eventually resorts to searching for her at a fashion event. He obsesses over every item she owned in his apartment, every modeling photo and every club she visited, even repeatedly visiting a mannequin based on her.
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The title of the book matches that of a 1950s blues song by R&B musician Jimmy Reed. His song was later covered by a number of artists, including The Rolling Stones, The Animals and Jason Mraz. The first verse of Reed's song ("Bright lights, big city...gone to my baby's head....I tried to tell the woman but she...don't believe a word I said") is a gloss on McInerney's novel. The protagonist's wife Amanda is drawn to New York's bright lights, eases into a modeling career that neither she nor her husband take seriously, and is ultimately seduced by that brightly-lit and vapid world in a way that leads her to abandon him.
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ALSO SEE THESE MOVIES:
The Breakfast Club, Less Than Zero, and St. Elmo’s Fire (All Very Good A rated movies). Another good movie is Leaving Las Vegas where the author of the book is revealed at the end and why. The author of Leaving Las Vegas committed suicide upon it being published. This type of fiction is highlighted by Edgar Allen Poe, such as the Cask of Montenegro. The underground river which other authors have written about is the plight of the Phoenix as it makes it rise or decent into Hades and the God of hell and the underworld. Some people are cursed with the fact they cannot win and do not know how to loose; but they grow angry.
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