David Sedaris' self-critical humor and willingness to say what the rest of us are thinking is not only greatly amusing, but refreshing. Read by the author, this is one of those rare titles that I would recommend the audiobook before the hard copy.
There were times when I was listening to this book that I was almost crying it was so funny. I listen to my audio books on the train going to and from work and had to stop myself many times from laughing out loud. I will be on the lookout for more of his books.
Sedaris writes well and the dead pan delivery is perfect. But the stories of a gay boy growing into manhood are filled with pain. The author has developed the ability to present them in a humorous way, but that does not take away the pain. After a while you stop laughing and just feel the anguish the author must have felt. The value of this book depends on what you're looking for. If you just want to laugh without the pain, the bizarre and the scatological, I would try to find a different book.
I did not find this book funny or entertaining. The part about his drug use and homosexuality were not funny and a turnoff for me. A person in that boat may find the discriptions of these self-indolgents funny.
This wasn't to my taste. Many friends had read the book and said it was hysterically funny, but I found the author's delivery rather melancholy and pathetic. His stories re: speech therapy and his family pets left me feeling somewhat sad - much to my friends' confusion. I think I would be better off reading the book.
I am a fan of Mr. Sedaris' segments on This American Life. This was the first time I'd ever read/listened to one of his books and I have to say, the experience kind of bummed me out. It seems that Mr. Sedaris is a very unhappy individual who goes out of his way to interpret things that happen to him and around him in the most negative way possible. I guess that's where he gets his material from, but personally found it a little tiresome after a while. This book is best served in This American Life sized chunks to be enjoyed one at a time rather than listening to multiple chapters at once.
If I could give this book zero stars, I would. I couldn't even listen to the whole book. His feeling sorry for himself gets old fast. I'm a caregiver, and know many people who struggle with much greater afflictions than David Sedaris, and they whine much less.
Not sure if was a distraction, but certainly offered nothing to entice me to keep plowing through.
Probably wouldn't have published it.
Just couldn't get into this book at all. May try again during Lent.