Title: I missed something here....
Review: The back cover shows a young and feisty Malachy McCourt while the front shows a nearly invisible old man. From these and the title I expected somewhere an epiphany of sorts which never happened. Other than to make a quick buck, what were the publishers thinking? A memoir of all the drunken and forgotten evenings Mr McCourt spent left me wondering what the point was. I felt I had just finished an autobiography by Mother Theresa and followed it with one by Peter OToole. McCourt had to know there would be comparisons, especially because brother Franks book was an exceptional memoir as well as a finely crafted book. Had I bought the book I would be demanding my money back. I feel, to put it in the authors word. . . . shagged...
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