Glamorama ventures deep inside the world of celebrity, a world that jet-sets from coast-to-coast, from champagne flute to vial of cocaine, all the while sacrificing humanity for image. Ellis follows the protagonist as his life spirals out of control, as he goes from model-slash-icon-slash-club promoter to unwitting witness to an international terrorism ring. The result is a world that is at once ironic and glamorous, enviable and terrifying. Excerpts from Glamorama: "I am so tired of looking at that empty expanse that's supposed to be your face-" "A smart suit," she sighs. "Being buff. A cool haircut. Worrying about whether people think you're famous enough or cool enough or in good enough shape or . . . or whatever." She sighs, gives up, stares at the ceiling. "These are not signs of wisdom, Victor," she says. "This is the bad planet." She waves me away. "Animals need as much love and respect and care as we give people." I consider this. I think about all the things I've seen and done, and I consider this. "I think they're better off without that, baby," I say. "In fact I think they're doing okay."