Title: Reader, flee from this book
Product review: This is a very revealing book, but it tells the reader a good deal more about the Seabrook family -- father and son -- than it does about the admittedly dismal state of American culture. The elder and younger Seabrooks come across as a couple of rich twerps -- from the CEO father with his two-story closet stuffed with a lifetime's wild spending on Saville Row tailoring, to the hot-young-writer-about-SoHo son agonizing over whether to buy a $200 Helmut Lang T-shirt that couldn't be washed or it would fade. Seabrook the Younger apparently considers himself quite the deep thinker, but he constantly mistakes pedestrian reportage for piercing analysis. All in all, I was reminded of Truman Capote's take on "On the Road" -- that it wasn't writing but typing. In short, stay clear of this pretentious, utterly muddle-minded book.
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