This book was terrible. I couldn't finish it. It was trying way, way too hard to be funny, but it just came off as pretentious and uninteresting. Very little real plot or characterization, just gimmicks (the author's hand-drawn pictures and graphs, the entire book written in numbered "chaplettes" of anywhere from one sentence to a few paragraphs, the author writing about herself in the third person, etc.). At first I thought this book could be quirky and entertaining...but it became tedious very quickly. I appreciated the author's wit and humor to a certain extent, but quite frankly, it was overused. There was just nothing likeable about the characters (or perhaps they just weren't developed) to make you want to continue reading. I did flip through to the end just to make me feel like I "finished" it, but why???
I would read Patricia Marx's shopping lists. Oh wait, we get to, in the New Yorker!!!
—shereen
Heard a good review of this on NPR. Disappointing. Occasional laughs, but not many.
—GraceM
Karen's pick for June Book Club. No good -- author tried WAY too hard to be clever.
—Danikaseiu
It started strong and hilarious and ended very weak and a bit tedious
—Rstones
Not my sense of humor.
—Tiff
