Title: For those who think 'barfly' is an adverb...
Product review: Bukowski lovers will hate this book, as it apes the old man's style without any of the payoff. Bukowski haters should therefore love it, as a grim reminder of the late poet's poisonous influence on a generation of writers. This "memoir" (actually, a lightly-revised collection of articles from a free weekly paper), with its incessant barstool intellectual pretenses, reminds us that the epitaph of the postmodern writer was first written in those classic tuna fish ads of yore: we need less books with good taste, and more that simply taste good. Add a star if you believe the following phrase: "The memoir is the new novel." Zzzzzzzzzzz.
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