These eclectic interests are enhanced by an eye (and nose) for detail: "I have seen sucrose beaches and water a very bright blue. I have seen an all-red leisure suit with flared lapels. I have smelled what suntan lotion smells like spread over 21,000 pounds of hot flesh . . ." It's evident that Wallace revels in both the life of the mind and the peculiarities of his fellows; in A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again he celebrates both. --This text refers to the Hardcover edition.
I loved the humor of these essays. DFW was a great loss to American literature.
The prose is challenging, with its obscure acronyms and multiple footnotes and parenthetical... Read more
I had high hopes for this author, based on third hand information from other writers who in retrospect I wasn't a fan of either. Read morePublished 13 days ago by Beatrix Warbucks
Baroquely overwritten, but the observations are dead on and the myriad associations dazzling. Strunk and White be damned, read this and marvel!Published 1 month ago by Christopher Wiley
This collection ranges from some pretty dense academic stuff to some really engaging narrative journalism that first appeared in Harper's and such. Read morePublished 2 months ago by John
I was looking back through my books and wondering to myself, "What are the best books I've read in the last ten years? Read morePublished 2 months ago by Spencer in Seattle
Brilliant!!! Loved every word. I am sad to be finished meditating in the mind of such a gifted thoughtful author.Published 2 months ago by gary gulman
Bought it to read the title essay, which was great, the rest not so muchPublished 3 months ago by Mark M. Hargus