I have a really hard time with these types of books. It had no real plot. It just sort of meandered along with all of the characters being hopelessly cynical about life and death. I felt like the author could have made his point in 100 pages rather than three times that many. Maybe it is me - I just don't enjoy a book where the characters take no real joy out of life. Especially when that seems to be the point of the book.