Re-reading Bret Easton Ellis’ American Psycho and feeling a way for Patrick Bateman: while allegedly a homicidal maniac, he may also not be.
The book descends into such unreliability, that it feels more like dark fantasy than actually true murders; almost dark thoughts to cope with an unfulfilled life.
The chapter where he has dinner with his brother was one that also made me feel sorry for him, like his life isn’t great, even if he is handsome (allegedly).
Also, the obsessed manner of noting the brands people are wearing, rigid scheduling annd tantrums when things go unexpected, and overall obsession for control gives me neurodivergent/OCD vibes that are certainly relatable.
Given the killings aren’t cleared as reality (we move on from them so quickly), I can feel sorry for him, even if that’s pure narrator manipulation.
It made me think: what are other unreliable narrators that you can sympathize with, understand; especially ones that may be considered awful people, but their recounting of events makes the awful seem less so?
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The unnamed narrator in Daphne Du Maurier’s *Rebecca.*