redroofcolleen's review against another edition

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3.0

What a dear and thoughtful man. Human and flawed but so wise and aware of every little thing.

mattbutreads's review against another edition

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funny lighthearted fast-paced

4.0

I like Wallace and find him fascinating. He would have thrived on podcasts 

estherbookster's review against another edition

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2.0

The interesting bits are mainly David Foster Wallace's blurbs and experiences.

melissa_m_m's review against another edition

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5.0

This is such a great 90s time capsule, especially the discussion of literature and pop culture, including misogyny - all of the extensively discussed, admired writers are men. Songs and music by female musicians are praised as guilty pleasures; their talent dismissed. For whatever reason, Elizabeth Wurtzel is an exception.

Foster Wallace and Lipsky (interviewer) are both incredibly smart, passionate, and curious. Interesting, (to me) they both mention having accomplished parents. Anytime I talk to or read about someone who seems innately intelligent, I wonder about their parents. Possibly because I'm looking for it, but there generally seems to be a large degree of environment and opportunity behind a lot of "natural" intelligence. Listening to the two of them was a bit like a Jeopardy show with all my favorite categories

Overall, liked the book and recommend for Foster Wallace fans, writers, or anyone who grew up in the 90s/90s pop culture fans.

readdragon's review against another edition

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hopeful inspiring reflective slow-paced

5.0

levelstory's review against another edition

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3.0

I watched the film adaptation of this book (End of the Tour) a few years back and really enjoyed it. Although I'm not an avid fan of David Foster Wallace (I tried to read Infinite Jest and gave up after 20 pages), I admire the guy and plan on reading his fiction/essays in the future. I listened to the audio book version of this book.
I expected this to be book reflecting on the conversations David Lipsky had with David Foster Wallace. In some places it is that, but most of the time the book is a transcript of the tapes Lipsky recorded for his piece. This made for quite a listening experience. The actor playing Wallace did a good job, and for the most part I enjoyed the whole thing. But after a while I found myself growing tired of it. I wanted some relief from Wallce just talking. I wanted observations and something to take away. It became difficult to tell whether I was getting sick of Wallace of getting sick of how the book was structuring what he was saying.
Overall, it is a good read/listen. But I expected it to be beyond just a transcript.

themtj's review against another edition

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5.0

Everything I wanted to ask David Foster Wallace and more is covered in this book. It is a very intimate interview and captures his shyness, his awkwardness, his paranoid self-conscious Tendencies, and most importantly his loneliness. David lipsky is willing to ask hard questions and push further than I would have been comfortable asking, but not beyond the realm of my curiosity. I ended up respecting David lipsky just as much as I do DFW after this book

adamz24's review against another edition

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3.0

So this is less, like, a review, as such, than a set of personal remarks, and ramblings, and vaguely embarrassing confessions.

With a guy like DFW, I enjoy reading interviews, books like this one, and so on, because I'm a serious admirer. Like, if I were an attractive girl I would totally have flashed DFW at a reading or something, screaming in orgasmic ecstasy. But they're also a little empty to me, because I find that almost everything in them is stuff I've come across, in more interesting form already. In his essays and fiction. Etc. So the stuff that's really interesting to me in reading stuff like this is little details I couldn't really have otherwise gotten. Stuff that's minor and incidental in some ways, but weirdly huge in others, in my personal reading.

That he loved Wodehouse and named his dogs Jeeves and Drone was just fascinating to me, for example.

That he smoked American Spirits. Which I'd actually bet someone once, both of us inebriated, and my left hand just resting awkwardly there on her right tit, that there's no way that David Lynch and David Foster Wallace didn't both smoke American Spirits. Mainly because I, too, was smoking American Spirits.

But the bigger thing is: I have this pet theory. More like an opinion. I get verbally defecated upon for it a lot, especially in person, it seems. It goes like this: like, yeah, DFW's stuff obviously has an important literary context and what not, but basically, what really matters about DFW's stuff is basically what really matters about certain sorts of really earnest, sincere, but also very self-aware rock lyrics. That what makes DFW's stuff really Important is what makes said rock lyrics really Important, as art. What comes to mind primarily is stuff like Bruce Springsteen, Neil Young, and all the good shit they've influenced.

And so I felt vindicated, and it really was a massive and pretty pathetic kind of ego stroke when I read somewhere (I think it's the DT Max book) that DFW listened to sad Springsteen and Neil Young a lot, when sad, and like, wore out Springsteen tapes while writing or something like that. Which is a minor detail really in the narrative of that book, but is super interesting to me.

But people kind of just shake their head at me when I put forth the Springsteen/Young version of that pet theory/opinion/thing. Cause they know me and know that I dig those guys and also DFW to a possibly dangerous and irrational extent.

What really pisses people off, weirdly, though it's probably actually more sensible, is when I put forth the Cobain version of it. I basically really think Wallace and Cobain are on the same cultural and writerly continuum. And that, basically, Infinite Jest is basically what a more erudite and less nihilistic Cobain would've written in the early-mid 90s. I think it makes way more sense to talk about DFW and Cobain in the same breath than to talk about DFW and, like, Gass or Barthelme, in the same breath. This version gets horrible reactions, and people have even claimed that I'm being insensitive to a ridiculous degree (cause they both suicided or something; I'm not clear on the irrational thought involved).

So it was incredibly vindicating to read the following, about Nirvana, that DFW said:

I think it's absolutely incredible. But unbelievably painful. I mean if you, you know, all the stuff that I was groping in a sorta clumsy way to say about our generation? Cobain found. Cobain found incredibly powerful upsetting ways to say the same thing


THERE!

Hey, I know it's not much. But that's kind of the point. Stuff like this is so thoroughly incidental to the fiction and the essays that weird little shit like this is pretty much what seems most valuable about it to me. It's nice to get a little background on some stuff, but little of it is stuff that's vital in any way.

pharmdad2007's review against another edition

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4.0

I love that DFW talks just like he writes. This extended interview was very entertaining.

kjboldon's review against another edition

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3.0

2 or maybe 3 stars for Lipsky's talking and lack of self insight, 1 for the book's set up and non-connected end notes (afterward before the book?)and 5 for "listening" to DFW talk for days.