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Loading... A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again: Essays and Arguments (original 1997; edition 1998)by David Foster Wallace
Work detailsA Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again by David Foster Wallace (1997)
yum Diana Athill recommended him I covered many of my feelings and thoughts about this book (and countless other details) in the following article you may, if you are interested, read here: http://mewlhouse.hubpages.com/hub/Notes-From-A-Complete-Stranger Brilliantly funny - I miss DFW even more now. no reviews | add a review
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Two of the better pieces involve DFW commenting on an event where he clearly does not belong (one is the IL State Fair, the other a seven-day stint on a cruise ship), which were amusing in a this-is-a-quintessential-Harper's article sort of way. Perhaps there's something infectious about DFW's sort of academic navel-gazing which made me sort of self-conscious about my own narrow life/world views, and then a sort of mental claustrophobia sets in, which kind of limits some of the potential enjoyment.
There was a David Lynch piece, which I thought was quite good. (Although it did reveal that DFW was, at the time of its writing, a little clueless about Robert Rodriguez, which is a little odd since it's not like Rodriguez was that complex a director to start with.) A couple of other pieces, one about authorial intent and whether authors are really dead (in a lit crit sense) and one about literary responses to television, were just kind of blah. The first was a review of a book I was not familiar with and so didn't really stand well on its own. The second just felt dated, as if it documented an inconsequential cultural conflict that had long been superseded.
I guess, overall, I felt like there was a lot of talent and intelligence on display in these essays, but aside for a few moments, they just left me feeling cold--sort of, why should I care? (