
A collection of largely disconnected, autobiographical essays by David Sedaris. All of the essays try to be humorous, but I found the the dry, tongue-in-cheek style to be hit or miss: occasionally, it was clever; occasionally, it made me cringe; on only a couple occasions, it made me audibly chuckle. Most of the essays are well written, a few are interesting, a few are depressing, but as they don’t relate to each other in any way or form a bigger story, the book as a whole is largely forgettable. I just finished it today, and while writing this review, I could barely remember more than a handful of highlights. So it’s a vaguely entertaining read while you’re in it, but doesn’t leave much of an impression after.
Rating: 3 stars
Yevgeniy Brikman
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