Old examples of this "wannabe" form of literature ranges from "The Stranger" to "Waiting for Godot". They all have one thing in common, and that is the loss of meaning, but flashing the evidence of it's existence(the meaning)all around the work, through symbolism and dialogues with open-ended meanings.
But nonetheless, first-world teenagers and their likes will continue to praise these types of works under the false impression of depth and intelligence, and they are yet to wake up from this endless delusion.
