I'm always here for unapologetically "unlikable" women characters, and I think A & B were both in that category for me. Their characterization was complex and sometimes esoteric, but they always felt like people I might know (or hyperboles of people I might know). I definitely got lost in the plot in a few places, finding myself wishing for less surrealism. I loved the exploration of compulsive consumption, especially because it wasn't dismissive. A had a complicated relationship with everything, from visual media to food to cosmetics... and I have those same kinds of feelings. Kleeman writes in such a seductively disturbing way, I would read more from her in a heartbeat.