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December 13, 2013
December 11, 2013
Rob Delaney: No Filler (Reading the Book by the Comic)
I only know of Rob Delaney because of Twitter. He is one of the funniest people I have come
across. He is able to pack a lot into
those 140 characters. He’s a little raunchy on there, so don’t let your kids
follow him.
On that site, he has been promoting his book. Heavily.
I figured, since I like what he does with the short form, I’d read what
he has to do with the long form.
He does pretty well, but I have to warn you. The book is funny. But that’s not all it is. It is deep and thoughtful and poignant. Delaney writes with the best of the comic memoirists
of the past couple of years: Oswalt, Silverman, Brand, and Fey. What makes these people tick, to generalize
is often more interesting than the short things that you see that make you
laugh. Their lives have created the
angle in which they see the world and explain it to their audience.
This book is more than funny because Delaney opens up his
life to the reader. He is honest about
his faults: the bed wetting; the substance abuse; the hooking up with and
falling in love with random Dutch women. And through this, he is able to bring
light to his humor.
It is, broadly, a narrative about addiction and recovery,
but it isn’t heavy-handed or cloying.
Delany’s smart, and funny, and you should read his book. You might just see some of yourself in
it. Or you might not. Either way, you will laugh.
Some notes. It is relatively
short, so if you’re like me and you start reading and you can’t put it down,
you won’t stay up all night. Finally,
the subtitle is misleading. I found no
references Delaney being a Cabbage, and unfortunately there is no index to
verify my misgivings.
November 24, 2013
Jeff Smith's "RASL": No Bones About It
RASL means “Romance at the speed of light”.
That’s not shown until the end, so maybe me telling you that
now is a spoiler. If that is true, I
apologize. I don’t think so, because for
me, that was just a throw-away line, but Smith uses it as the title of the
book. I’m not sure what to make of RASL
the concept, nor RASL the book.
I liked it, but that’s incredibly subjective. I read the whole thing pretty much in one
sitting, so the story pulls you along.
There’s just that thing.
It’s not Bone.
I loved Bone. I
wouldn’t have read this if it were not for the author’s previous work, but had
I read it in a universe where Bone did not exist I might be judging it
differently. Fortunately, I don’t live
in that universe. I made all my friends read Bone. I don’t think I’ll do that with RASL.
And that’s a shame for Smith, because that is going to be
the point of comparison for this book, until he tops it. I’m glad that this is so different in a
way. It shows that Smith is a powerful
creative artist who can switch genres easily, even if that switch is from
fantasy to science fiction. He’s
awesome, he created Bone. And RASL.
So here’s the bottom line.
Read this book if you like science fiction, with a heavy dose of Tesla
thrown in. There is a good melding of
the actual past with the possibilities that we search for in the lab and in our
imaginations. The characters are
interesting and the work is nicely self-contained. If you were hoping for Bone
II, this is not it.
There’s no rat creatures.
Stupid, stupid, rat creatures.
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