Honestly, I just don't even know what to say about Chuck Palahniuk's Rant. Generally, I would not describe myself as a Palahniuk fan. And as far as Rant is concerned, I received an advance copy so it wasn't precisely a book I would go out and choose to read. I haven't particularly enjoyed past Palahniuk books.

Rant is compulsively readable, if a little too mind-bending. It is written as an oral biography, in the tradition of books like George Plimpton's biography of Truman Capote or Legs McNeil's The Other Hollywood. What this means is that the author appears to have interviewed a number of people and then set down their words in print verbatim. Obviously, Rant is fictional, so all of these interviews are made up, but it is an interesting technique and is good for bringing a plethora of unreliable narrators into the fray.

Rant is the story of an infamous character named Rant Casey, AKA Buster Casey, AKA Buddy Casey. We hear the events of this man's life through many personalities - his mother, childhood friends, and a cadre of "party crashers", people who engage in a game that has them driving around in ridiculously decorated cars as they try to crash into one another without completely destroying their vehicles. Rant is believed to be a mass murderer - he has rabies and has spread it to a degree that the illness has become a pandemic. And yet, this isn't the weirdest thing about him. To reveal much more would sort of destroy the story, though I think Palahniuk lays out all clues in very plain sight. It's a strange book, and yet it's nearly impossible to put down.