I expected to cement my dislike of Jonathan Franzen — first engendered by his infamous “Oprah meltdown.” Instead, I came to respect his willingness to expose his own flaws.
He opens with a brutal portrait of himself in the wake of his mother’s death, but then reveals details that mark him as human and likable. Shudder.
He felt sorry for washcloths when he was a kid. He tries really hard. He loves birds. He kind of knows he’s a dick but he maybe doesn’t know how to fix it.
The book is a bit rambly at times, but mostly very good.
Genre: Literary memoir
Verdict: Don’t read it unless you are okay with not hating Jonathan Franzen as much as you used to
It’s true. Homework is scary to kids.
From Nedroid Picture Diary
My main takeaway from this movie is it’s okay to have a jacked up old-person neck as long as your hair is weird and cool enough to distract people.
And the other takeaways: Work your ass off. Be as weird as your hair. Fall in love. Drive around with Kylie Minogue. If you’re going to participate in a documentary about yourself, take it as an opportunity to engage in some on-camera Freudian therapy. Look annoyed when other people talk. Take yourself more seriously than is seemly and then make fun of yourself for it.
Be a person. Be Nick Cave.
Genre: Art House Rockumentary
Verdict: Go See It Right Now!
Looking forward to the new series!
From Gemma Correll and Her Merry Band of Misfits
When I say Clarence, you say “Hell Yeah.”