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Like a poorly written sitcom, Pollack has one joke: his exceptional being, together with hyperbole which supports his one joke. Read morePublished on August 15, 2008 by Penny Duff
Pollack proves that the only thing necessary to be an artist in this society is the audacity to call oneself such. Read morePublished on September 25, 2007 by Ms. Ralph Onion
If you read enough books, especially enough books of a certain sort, and enough literary criticisum, again of a certain sort, you end up with a trove of amusing observations. Read morePublished on June 6, 2005 by Devoted Reader
This is not post-grad humor, whatever that is (I'll tell you what it is, it's an oxymoron). This is not lacerating satire, nor a vicious attack on self-indulgent journalism, nor... Read morePublished on February 23, 2005 by Mark E. McDonald
I loved this book.
This is really post-graduate level humor.
The myth of the Great White Author is fertile ground. He's the king of snarky, needle-sharp pokes. Read more
This is not a good work. I gave it a shot because I love Dave Egger and most of the other McSweeney's stuff, but Pollack fails miserably. Read morePublished on May 8, 2003 by Jerome S. Beers
I can't read no more! His words are too beautiful. His literary vision consorts with the gods! I can only imagine the entire population of the greater Cosmologic area find... Read morePublished on April 8, 2003 by John E. Irwin
I loved this book. I laughed out loud. I snickered at every other word. Neal Pollack's pretention is sarcastic, funny, and agnonizingly critical of first person journalism. Read morePublished on January 10, 2003 by Lara
This is what passes for humorous writing these days? Pollack has some cleverness--but not much else. He's a poseur, and his pose isn't even original. Read morePublished on October 23, 2002