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3.58 AVERAGE
3.58 AVERAGE
I just love Chuck Klosterman's writing. The concept of this book - just, like, villains - is a very vague and open-ended theme, but I loved every essay in this book (except the one about Hitler).
What I love about Klosterman's writing is how much he just *knows*. Sure, he clearly does a lot of research and he knows how to craft a great argument from various sources. But what pushes him over the edge for me is how he throws in little pop-culture nods to all kinds of things and people from all eras. He consumes knowledge and culture unlike any other writer and presents it in such a compulsively readable way.
My favourite read so far of 2019.
What I love about Klosterman's writing is how much he just *knows*. Sure, he clearly does a lot of research and he knows how to craft a great argument from various sources. But what pushes him over the edge for me is how he throws in little pop-culture nods to all kinds of things and people from all eras. He consumes knowledge and culture unlike any other writer and presents it in such a compulsively readable way.
My favourite read so far of 2019.
Damn, I love Chuck Klosterman. (Okay, only his essays. His novels suck.) He makes me laugh. I don't always agree with him, and sometimes there's no possible way to know if I do because I have no idea what he is talking about, but it doesn't matter. He's the best. I've said it before and I'll say it again: that two of my favorite authors are besties in NY slays me, and I want to move to NY and be besties with them, except I never will and I never could. Oh Klosterman and Sheffield, I love you so.
Thoughts about evil and morality in a secular world viewed through a popculture frame. It was an interesting, easy read, if not particularly new or surprising. And you mostly had me until the Hitler chapter, Chuck. I mean, it's Klosterman so he's very much IN his writing, there's no separation of his arguments and his voice, but seriously, that last chapter was just one indulgent step too far.