Possibly “art” more than fiction… the book is disgusting but an amazing intersection of narrative plot.

It shows the most un-sexy depiction of sexual encounters i have ever read. ( )

I'm going to admit the fact that at first this book bothered me. Not because of what was written, but because at times it felt overwhelming. But like most things, after a while I became desensitized and it wasn't so bad. And then...the ending came and it blew me the fuck away! Very rarely do I find books where the ending blows me away and I will say that this book actually surprised me in a every way.

It's one of those books that you have finish and appreciate after the fact. I do like that the author exposes human flaws and downfalls in a way that is entirely plausible. It was humorous in a some ways and slightly depressing in others. But overall I feel that Choke did it's job and it's definitely one that I'll be thinking about more often that I would want to admit.

I forgot I read this (long) before until a series of familiar punchlines started rolling out and I was chuckling to myself as well as remembering. Shock and faux-realism in the service of what's really dry comedy. ( )

Chuck at his finest. ( )

In a word..RAW

For those familiar with Chuck's writing, Fight Club in particular, a story about Vincent Mancini, a sexaholic who seeks the meaning of his institutionalized mother's diary while jousting with his demented sidekick Denny, its obtuse as are most of his stories. I found it difficult not to think of the Big Lebowski, aka Dude when reading this due to how Denny always refers to him as 'dude'. Chuck pulls no punches when pointing out the dysfunctions of human kind and his characters all embody them. Tongue in cheek humor combined with unadulterated bashing is what Chuck is known for. There's no rhyme or reason, moral or happy ending here. Just the creative genius of an author named Chuck. In his own right books of this sort should qualify for the Upchuck genre since they don't fit anywhere else! ( )