Novel by Martin Amis. The main character, one John Self, is a British commercial director who has come to the United States to make his first feature film. In the meantime, he revels in alcohol, pornography, sex, fast food, drugs, and other popular hedonic exploits. Not that he's without his problems: he suspects that his girlfriend may be cheating on him, and a psychotic keeps harassing him on the telephone. This is one of the least predictable books I have ever read, so I'm not going to say any more about the plot; suffice to say that you should get a copy and read it yourself.