If there were a musical equivalent to this self indulgent dreck, it would be any of the Tori Amos offerings after The Beekeeper. There were a few paragraphs that were really pretty but overall this was terribly flat. Characters didn't seem real, especially the teenage narrator who apparently must not be teeming with hormones like others his age. Let's not overlook the fact that nothing really happens in the book. It takes forever and a day for Elio and Oliver to get together. This was nearly 300 pages of people sitting around drinking Grappa and eating fruit.