When the ocean turns toxic, the men do too. A stench—part chemical, part spiritual—rolls over Beachside County, and the shoreline becomes an arena where panic curdles into righteousness, righteousness curdles into spectacle, and spectacle, inevitably, curdles into bloodshed.
Men are in crisis is a savage, hallucinatory satire of American male reinvention at the edge of catastrophe. A swaggering sheriff builds a brand out of emergency. A manosphere fitness apostle recruits a militia. A slumlord rebrands filth as wellness. An Uber driver goes looking for the soul he swears he lost. A federal agent tries to keep her baby alive while the men around her audition for martyrdom. A rich kid drafts mass murder plans to claim his place among history’s most infamous killers. A prophetic fugitive believes the antidote to toxic masculinity is simply to un-man himself.
Bleakly funny, morally feral, and unnervingly plausible, this novel asks what happens when “being a man” becomes a way to metabolize fear and shame into belonging, righteousness, and violence.