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Thursday, March 27, 2008
I didn't listen to Kev-lolz, and I paid the price.
There are four explanations for why I thought this book was completely rubbish:
1) There is some kind of cultural disconnect going on here. This is, after all, Microserfs updated for the Google generation, which might mean it's too young and hip for me to understand it, which is why it sounds to me like the dialogue is utterly unrealistic and the list-making games and the obsession with Ronald McDonald are just bafflingly desperate.
2) I hate fun, which is why I didn't think there was anything funny in here at all.
3) The book is crap.
I think it's option 3. In fact, I'll go so far as to say that I knew what I was letting myself in for when I saw that the first sentence said something like "I feel like a character in a Douglas Coupland novel," which made me want to throw the book away. And yet, against my better judgement, I persisted with it. I should not have done this.
Edited to add: As Ray points out, I left off secret option 4. When I started writing the blog entry I was convinced I had four reasons, but then I could only think of three, but I went ahead and published it anyway. Maybe I'm hoping someone will find a defence of this book that I haven't come up with. I would rather think I misunderstood it than that it really is that bad. Because, you know, it certainly seemed that bad.
Posted by Trish Byrne at 9:38 pm
Labels: books, poxy things
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I have to disagree, I think the real explanation is #4.
Not only is the book crap, but the tv series they made of it in Canada is worse than the book.
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