"It’s pulp in every sense: propulsively readable, violent, sexy, with all the satisfaction of an inevitable ending. And yet it’s also a feminist parable, blunt and unrelenting in its wrath, and it feels as fresh now as it would have ten years ago." —The Paris Review
"Chilling and wonderful, coolly presenting the raw, jagged edge of womanhood." —Publishers Weekly (starred review)
"This novel shows [Despentes] at her best: It is a mean little book, wickedly funny, totally lascivious, often pornographic." —Kirkus Reviews
“This is an honest, gritty look into the line between owning one’s sexuality and being owned by it.” —BUST
“An intoxicating pop-trash plot of stolen identity that reveals the brutal and hilarious rules of gender—the high-octane philosophy beach read of the summer.” —Joanna Walsh, author of Worlds from the Word’s End
“Virginie Despentes had me in a headlock the whole time I was reading: she’s a feminist Zola for the twenty-first century.” —Lauren Elkin, author of Flâneuse: Women Walk the City
“Pretty Things is the type of rare, enticing book you devour in a fever. Effortlessly cool and slyly spiky, Despentes probes the dynamics of fame, beauty, and female competition, putting her finger on the pulse of what it’s like to wear the daily drag of femininity—and then pressing down, slowly and calmly, right where it hurts.” —Alexandra Kleeman, author of You Too Can Have a Body Like Mine
“Intensely visual and viscerally felt, Pretty Things is a biting commentary on the devil’s bargain of conforming to modern femininity. By the end you’re left wondering what, exactly, the end result of this game of gender is all for, and what has been lost along the way.” —Vanessa Martini, City Lights Bookstore
