This book is like Monty Python but sans humour or plot. Or anything meaningful or interesting. It is a constant stream of affected silliness that does not just fall flat, it becomes almost tauntingly annoying in its haughty self assuredness that strangeness for strangenes' sake is the height of literary brilliance. The book has piqued my interest though, but only in the author. I have never encountered a voice so supremely ignorant of its vapidity. Imagine a character from MTV's Laguna Beach deciding to write a novel about how important her opinions are, multiply the self importance by 1000 and then add a Jumbo Dose of intellectual, zany care free affect. An obnoxious self love is the more than an aspect of this diatribe about humanity, it is its total essence.
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