David Foster Wallace
by David Foster Wallace
This book has received really great reviews ever since it appeared about 10 years ago. It is billed as extraordinary, astonishing, addictive, exuberant, ambitious, accomplished, humorous, brilliant, and witty by various reviewers from all around the world. It is meant to have a "rumbustious comic energy and a generosity of spirit". I didn't get far enough to find out whether it lives up to the hype.
I seldom fail to finish a book. This one got me long before I reaped the apparent rewards. it was labouring under the title "Infinite Jest at My Expense" when I admitted defeat and stopped. Come in, get a copy, whizz through it (all 1079 pages) and then pop back and explain to me how thick I am and how unable to appreciate good literature. I promise I will listen carefully and if your argument is good enough, I may try again.
