(ARC - out 07/07/26 via Simon & Schuster) (4.5 rounded down) Spiky and sharp satire that touches on racism, celebrity culture, and identity among other topical themes, The Simp follows Raj (or Ray) as he begins a job as an assistant for a wealthy Hollywood power couple. The job, with copious responsibilities and a $45,000 payday, is treated as important and necessary as someone defusing a bomb. Raj himself is an extremely unreliable character (he’s the focal point, but the novel is written in third person). Raj is written as a pathetic liar, someone who sits on the periphery of fame and desperately imagines himself on the other side. The people he works for are vacuous and self-serving and living in a false reality that only Hollywood can provide. This is definitely satire (I think if you like Paul Beatty, you’d vibe hard with this) and it is frequently funny while also making you cringe. I really enjoyed it. It’s a novel with bad people that is fun to read and has something to say. My kind of fiction.