Title: Yawn. Another addict, same story.
Product review: Author rediscovers a formula: generic addiction + whining + teenage rants + targeted publicity= a "voice of a generation" book.Ignore the hype. Tales of addiction have been done better by others: Permanent Midnight, Jerry Stahl; Junky, William Burroughs; Basketball Diaries, Jim Carroll.Skip on the book and read the interviews with the author. They are more fascinating especially if you're the type drawn to scenes of car crashes and other mishaps.When the book is eclipsed by the story of the author then the book begs closer scrunity.In the naked text without the buzzing hype or the author's testerone fueled rants the story revealed itself for what it was: another story of addiction with promise which sank to the predictable.A story with a hint of substanceBut lacking.
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