MFU: Most Fucked-Up Person Alive Tells All (Paperback)

by HC (Author)

Editorial Reviews

Review
"A coked-up cosmic 'Candide'." -- The Bookpaper, September , 1998

"Better than Burroughs!" -- Kathy Acker, Village Voice

"High voltage electric prose... May become a Sacred Scripture, like the 'Principia Discordia,' 'The Book of the SubGenius'... -- Robert Anton Wilson, Trajectories, July 1998

Product Description
A surreal, subversive and scatological sci-fi comedy which follows the endless (and endlessly bizarre) trials and tribulations of the most hopeless, luckless slacker in any universe. This caustic commentary captures and condenses the cynical side of the Gen-X spirit while remaining outrageously hilarious and hilarously outrageous.

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Product Details

• Paperback: 212 pages
• Publisher: The Impermanent Press (July 4, 1998)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 188640402X
• ISBN-13: 978-1886404021
• Product Dimensions: 8.9 x 5.7 x 0.6 inches
• Shipping Weight: 11.2 ounces
• Average Customer Review: 4.5 out of 5 stars See all reviews (8 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #2,117,904 in Books (See Bestsellers in Books)

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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars One of a Kind, October 18, 2001

By	Bill Cleere (Sunnyvale, CA) - See all my reviews

MFU is an anonymous classic. HC has defined a new kind of ego-free satire which will become a paradigm for the 21st century (in fact, it may be the only worthwile thing to come out of the 21st century). Buy several copies, so you can keep one in your backpack or coat pocket to be ready for the next trip to the hospital or morgue. Whether you're there for yourself, or just visiting, MFU makes the hours fly by.

2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars One of the Great Works of Our Time, November 8, 2001

By	Irfon-Kim Ahmad (Toronto, ON Canada) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

We've all known authors who could turn a phrase. HC can, apparently, turn a book.

That is to say that this one of the most finely crafted, densely packed examples of language as an art itself. HC exchews logic, plot, even good taste in the interests of explosive verbiage. They say that some people use sex as a weapon. I would say that HC uses this book as a weapon.

Underlying it all is a deep, seething cynicism, so all-encompassing and even in its target as to raise a great curiosity in the reader about the author themself, perhaps even more so than the (pro?)tagonist. And yet, despite the accuracy of the subtitle, 'An Autobiography of Being Pissed Off,' the readers are told amazingly little about the pair (author and character). The game of trying to understand the motivation that could cause the creation of this artifact is nearly as entertaining as the book itself.

This is the kind of book that you will either love, or absolutely hate. It's certain to offend many, and baffle even more. Nonetheless, it's sure to never leave the reader untouched; unaffected. It's an experience, and one not to be missed.

1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars A good book, but you've got to pay attention, October 23, 2002

By	Nonrecyclable (Texas) - See all my reviews

Here's my short take on this: If you like movies that make you think and aren't entirely obvious (e.g., David Lynch), you'll like this book. If you like movies by Jerry Bruckheimer, then you won't like this book. A real Bruckheimer fan probably wouldn't make it through 3 pages.

The story is made up of a series of slightly connected distopian scenes from a future where hyperbole has taken over the world. The main character/narrator has the feel of a disenfranchised youth with a "... the world (including me)" attitude.

HC seems to love to include long lists, and if you pay attention to them, there is some great writing hidden in the details. For example:

...Another thing to look out for is the recurrence of the very odd proper names. If you figure out the reasoning behind that, let me know.

Overall, this book is really aimed at younger readers familiar with pop-culture, and will give them the largest payoff as they see pop-logic extended to it's insane limits in what seems to be a drug-induced-halucination world. To make a[bad] attempt at copying HC's style, no one who enjoys ironic humor such as The Onion (or better, The Washington Pissed) or shooting heroin or something or both at the same time can possibly dislike this book. Or vice versa.