If the author absolutely needed the ironic distance (and I don't believe the work did, but let's allow the author what he needed, too), he could have cut to a house strewn with empty Cheetos bags, they could have had him living in the basement with his mother hollering at him to get a job, he could have been really disturbingly invested in his imaginary friendships with little star wars action figures. That would have achieved the ironic distance he wanted.

But instead, he decided to have his character abuse and murder women.
posted by gauche at 9:30 AM on December 10 [2 favorites]