Title: More self-indulgent tripe
Product review: Books like this make me wonder why I bother reading "hip" authors. This book, like Jonathan Franzen's THE CORRECTIONS, is hopelessly self absorbed. Nothing about the author or any of the other characters is compelling. I kept waiting for some substance, but found none. Sure, there are some clever passages, but these are more than outweighed by dull dull dull sections. Dialog is especially hard to follow, particularly when the younger brother breaks character and speaks like an adult.This work is a fine personal journal, but for the rest of us it's not worth the time, effort and money to read it.
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