Archive for the ‘Humor’ category

The Disaster Artist

Deep down, what I love most about this story is that it’s an extraordinary tale of the American Dream. Too many people are caught up on The Room because, ‘Oh man, it’s hilarious guys. These people are so bad at acting. The dialogue makes no sense!’ It’s so much more than that, though. It’s about how a man who seemingly came from nothing managed to not only make millions, but to force his way…

Monkey Mind

There’s a lot of depressing material he sort of glosses over, and the more I think about it, the more impressed I am by his ability to recover from the more disconcerting details of his clearly troubled life and present them to us so brazenly. The opening, in which he first describes losing his virginity…

Trading Dreams

I keep reading about all this angry sex, needy sex, suffocating sex, S/M sex (including self-flagellation), and victim sex. It’s not erotic, it’s not funny, and it’s not loving. It’s pathetic sex by a woman who feels victimized, but who does a lot of preying on others as well. I’m finding nothing I can relate to…

Politically Correct Bedtime Stories

The stories we read to our children are meant to speak to our children; they’re meant to open their eyes to the world they just entered, provide them with hints about how to make choices, and most importantly, they’re meant to inspire them to feel comfortable enough in their own skin to be who they came here to be. I don’t think that using the masculine pronoun throughout an entire story will create sexists, but I do believe that stories…

The Morning After John Lennon Was Shot

The Morning After John Lennon Was Shot was described as ‘…a satire on the so-called men’s movement—where men gather in a group to tell their primal story, the single great mythic journey of their lives during which all truths are revealed’ and set, as the title suggests, in the…

Treading Water

I’m sitting here, in my mildly jet-lagged and highly caffeinated state, reading the disclaimer of Braman’s book where she talks about how she’s not responsible for the water that comes into your life while reading her book. Meanwhile, I can actually feel my hair growing into…

You Better Not Cry

When you can’t conceal your laughter on a train full of stern and snippy commuters, you know it’s good. When you consider buying a copy for everyone you know this Christmas, you know it’s good. When you pull it out of your purse on date night and start re-reading parts to your hungry date as he tosses his fork under the table just to be able to hide from your hysterical laughter, and you…

A Year in the Merde

Just finished reading one page of this book after a 3-week hiatus and I’m already giggling. Bloody brilliant! Can you imagine what an effective marketing campaign it would make to simply have people read this book in public? All the spontaneous laughter would surely coax at least a few passers-by to read the back cover.