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4.03 AVERAGE
4.03 AVERAGE
It was a challenge not to read this in one sitting. It's about humans and connection and time and love and stories. The most pervasive quality of this project is its honesty, and it's what makes it worth reading. The writing is funny, then sweet, then sad, then a little pretentious, then disconnected, then humble, but always feels honest. The way she interacted with and felt about the Pennysaver people made me slightly uneasy at times, but that uneasiness is part of why this project was worth doing. By the end I thought it was beautiful and was happy to be reminded that the human experience is one we share.
Today I came across this book randomly at a secondhand bookshop. It seems an apt way to meet. It was exactly the type of book I needed to read.
Not to get too heavy-handed with the metaphor, but despite a stack of books at home, this book chose me.
(My full review can be found at Glorified Love Letters.)
(My full review can be found at Glorified Love Letters.)
This was a fun, sad, and interesting read. Just what I needed to get out of my reading rut. I forget sometimes how cool it is to read a book about someone else's intense scope on their own life.
I love Miranda July. This book destroyed me, gave me a small piece of all the strangeness and beauty of life, without which art would be nothing and nowhere. I’ll be thinking about this for a long time.
A sweet and life-affirming little book. This was half memoir of the time when Miranda July was trying to finish writing her second film and half social experiment where July decides to interview and profile PennySaver sellers as a way to procrastinate on her screenplay. I loved both the close look into July's creative process and the strange and sweet stories that come from the PennySaver sellers. It was heartfelt, human, sad, and loveable at the same time, and it made me want to get to know the stories of the people around me better.
i love that miranda july actually goes through with ideas that i'm too introverted to even contemplate.
The last 1/5 of the book was perfect. Miranda July hit an existential nerve for me.