In his latest collection, I Love You More Than You Know, Ames proves once again his immense talent for turning his own adventures, neuroses, joys, heartaches, and insights into profound and hilarious tales. Alive with love and tenderness for his son, his parents, his great-aunt, and even strangers in bars late at night, in I Love You More Than You Know Ames looks beneath the surface of our world to find the beauty in the perverse, the sweetness in loneliness, and the humor in pain.
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"His prose sparkles with offhand comic insights." (Publishers Weekly)
From the publisher's summary: "Jonathan Ames has drawn comparisons across the literary spectrum, from David Sedaris to F. Scott Fitzgerald to Woody Allen to P.G. Wodehouse, and his books, as well as his abilities as a performer, have made him a favorite on The Late Show with David Letterman".
What a con job. I have never read anything in Fitzgerald, Wodehouse or Allen about detailed bowel movements and smells or wieners. And as for his "performance"...the author gives no life to his characters...there is no inflection in his reading. It's awful to listen to him. After a 1/2 hour of listening to this grossness, I deleted it from my ipod.
I am far from a prude, but after listening to the first two essays, I turned it off - it felt to me like a school child saying naughty words just to get a reaction. Skip this one for sure.
The author has the unique talent of boiling every human emotion down to clich?. No doubt Ames has his penis covered, but if you’re looking for human insight you’ll no doubt find more reading a bottle of shampoo than you will listening to this audio book. And that’s another curious thing – the Jonathan Ames is a truly horrible reader. Why would the publisher allow him to narrate
Two or three pieces into this collection, I thought - this is a guy who writes about his wiener. Turns out I was more right than I knew - apparently, Mr. Ames main though not exclusive ouevre in this and other books is his wiener and other humiliating, enslaving parts of anatomy.
The theme weaving through these essays is doubt at middle age by a writer on the margins, living at times with his parents. Mid-life crisis, as it is more colloquially known. The stories are tidy, engaging, if a little self-obsessive.
Wileycoyote gives it four beeps and sez check it out if you're a middle-aged guy mostly. I suspect the ladies will have sharply diverging views on this, but what do I know, I'm a guy.
I am an English teacher in China and can now read and write some Chinese.I have been to 13 countries on 4 continents.I am an avid audiophile
The writer seemed to be depressed and initially I thought this would be funny,but it didn't prove so.There were some amusing part,but nothing redeeming.This was a wasted credit.Furthermore,the narrator didn't speak in an enthusiastic manner,so it didn't hold my attention well.
"Painful narration, painful book"
I really don't understand where this book is trying to go, after 40 minutes I gave up due to just how tedious it was. The general theme seemed to be his own sexual perversion and his disappointment with life.
Few authors choose to narrate their own work, and this is a great example of why most authors shouldn't (there are some books that are great exceptions though!). The narration is droning, sombre, and full of depression. I would have given the book more time to win me over, had it not been for the terrible narration.
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