Title: Not even for fans
Product review: To this hard-core fan of experimental and modernist fiction, David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest was fabulous -- incredible, even. I read it obsessively, down to the notes to the notes to the endnotes, and loved it. I even re-read it! Then I laughed out loud at A Supposedly Fun Thing. And I loved his recent book-length essay on "the usage wars."So why can't I get through Brief Interviews? I think he just needed an editor. The whole MacArthur grant/critical acclaim/national bestseller thing must have gone to the heads of both Mr. Wallace and his publisher. These "stories" are just boring and annoying. Half should have been junked in the first place, and the other half ripped to shreds before being re-written.
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