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When I read it I laughed and then I started to feel embarrassed. Did this guy in fact do all these things. I do not know exactly how to review this book. Then I got to thinking, how my teenage female student was reading this and then the guys were reading and laughing like Beavis and Butthead. Men are great liars when it comes to our bedroom follies. Now, I am no Saint, and I have a warped and filthy mind. Now as I sit here and contemplate this book I think to myself, is this for real.
In fact I had buddy that had a "girlfriend" that had sex with him whenever he wanted, was loaded, older than he, and did not want a committed relationship. First of all I initially confiscated this book from one of my High School students. They seem to be awfully outlandish and I am questioning the validity of his "stories". However this book made me blush. When I got home I held my daughter in my arms and realized the horror. Yet none of us ever met her and he has NEVER had a visible girlfriend. Read at your own risk and judge for yourself, but do not let your teenagers read it, for the love of God, they are frisky enough.
In fact, I hid it in a brown paper sack so some person wouldn't find it, start reading it, and suffer as I did.If you're into seemingly innumerable stories filled with much bodily excretions - vomit, fecal matter, and ejaculate - then this is the book for you. If you think Tucker Max's sexual escapades could possibly be interesting, then this is the book for you. This one I threw away. The title grabbed me, and I really wanted to enjoy this book. Mine does, and I rue the time I spent reading those pages of this book through which I struggled. I skipped to the final paragraphs of each subsequent chapter, and there was nothing - nothing - that seemed slightly positive about this book.
I hoped for some "Damn the torpedoes - I'm saving the ship." moment, but never found it.
Frankly, I don't find those things very interesting.I made it through about 100 pages and finally put it down.
This is a man with less attachment - to anything - than a fish.
But I didn't.Most books I read, finish, and then donate to the local library.
Or his bowel movement moments, or his moments of vomiting.If you want to witness the power of the First Amendment at its lowest level, then this is the book for you.If you want a good example of the animal that prowls in this book just walk around your neighborhood, waiting for the local mongrels to mate.
I hoped for something revelatory, endearing, or - God forbid - even remorseful, but it wasn't there.
I hoped for some tiny development of character, some nobility.
Tucker Max has nothing to add to this planet, except possibly competition to the porn you can rent at your local bordello while awaiting your bleached-blonde, evening's entertainment.Personally, I hope your life has more meaning than that.
(As I rue the time I spent writing this review - be warned).If you enjoy the descriptions of the exploits of someone whose character ranks a good distance below that of a dog, lapping up the cat's vomit, then this is the book for you.Put down your "Maxim" - or other "Laddie" magazine - step away from your toilet, and enjoy the pinnacle of the "MTV" Generation.
Just finished the book and laughed my head off. The wife does not understand for sure. Looking forward to the next book and the movie.
I thoroughly enjoyed the one about the fat girl, because I am just that. While I appreciate his humor, a whole collection didn't do it for me. It could have been one fourth this size and been just the right amount. But I also was bored during many of the long stories about getting in fights and being drunk. Too much of a good thing is clearly, too much.
In no way is this book particularly enlightening, but the memoir is undeniably hilarious. The consistent shock value within highly segmented prose makes this a weightless read; good luck walking away from it, unless it's to wipe your eyes.
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