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Originally Posted by cabron
What about modern pretention? What has been listed so far seems to fit the category of "intellectual" or "classic." This may be what the poster wants, however.
How about Dave Eggers' A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius? Or perhaps some Tom Robbins?
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Robert Anton Wilson's <i>Prometheus Rising</i>, for instance? Some of Sam Delany's fetidly Joycean science fiction, like <i>Triton</i>? Jack Keroac(sp)? Frankly, anything by Anne Coulter is pretentious, popularity notwithsanding, as in pretending to be non-ficton and political analysis at that, rather than venom from a woman who can't reconcile having a brain with being biologically a baby oven. How about something totally reactionary, like Hunter Thompson. <i>Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas</i> may be too hip, but <i>The Great Shark Hunt</i> or <i>The Curse of Lono</i> might be the very thing.
Actually, reactionary pretention might be fun. These days, reading Kipling (who is, let's face it, a rollicking good read) where people enjoy the kind of highbrow intellectualism that makes up the bulk of the list so far will be seen by those folks as pretentious.