Title: More Disturbing than Compelling
Product review: I hate to break stride with all these positive reviews, but I hated this book. I was compelled to finish, yes, but compelled in the same way that one is compelled to look for corpses while passing highway car accidents. What started out as a promising recount of childhood quickly digressed. There is nothing redeeming about James; not one thing that elicits sympathy from the reader about his poor, sorry excuse for a life, not even being abused by his father or the suicide of a dear friend. By the end of the book, all I could hope was that Jimmy would throw himself in front of a NYC bus while in a drug-induced haze, or O.D., or otherwise put himself (and the reader) out of his misery.
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