After having read and loved Infinite Jest, I really wanted to like this book. It had its moments, the best being the final brief interview, but more often than not David Foster Wallace's trademark disregard for convention and penchant for unrestrained digression combined with largely bleak and depre...
As much as I love Wallace's novels and essays, I am indifferent to the short stories. Maybe worse. I didn't enjoy these at all. Perhaps they were too hideous? I can't imagine ever picking this up again, unlike Consider the Lobster: And Other Essays, which, come to think of it, I would like to re...