A fashion model named Charlotte Swenson emerges from a car accident with her face so badly shattered that it takes eighty titanium screws to reassemble it. She returns to New York a virtual stranger in the world she once effortlessly occupied. Jennifer Egan threads Charlotte’s narrative with those of other casualties of our infatuation with the image. As these narratives inexorably converge, Look at Me becomes a coolly mesmerizing intellectual thriller of identity and imposture.