Read this somewhere back in the '90s -- I recall reading some rave about it, then finding the book out of print having to spend some effort tracking a copy down (these were pre-abebooks days)... and then being dazzled by the book. Caveat emptor: I *love* narratives about utterly irresponsible dipshits, people who you would hate for their self-absorbed self-destructiveness if they popped up next door but .... in print, onscreen? AH.... amazing. (See also
A. M. Homes' Music for Torching and
Ken Kalfus' A Disorder Peculiar to the Country.)