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jekutree's review
5.0
Never read any Chester Brown before, this was a great start. I loved the minimalist approach to page composition and Brown does a great job making these stories seem neutral. Chester Brown’s character in this is often in the wrong, he’s not all that likable. I loved the themes of isolation, lust and regret. I thought all 3 were explored pretty well. I related to a bunch of scenes throughout despite finding Chester to be quite unlikable. Says a lot about me I guess lol
yetilibrary's review
3.0
Enjoyable, but too short. I wanted to know more and see more about the characters. As it stands, the book feels like it's meant to be part of a longer narrative of Chester's early-to-teenage years. Tell us more, Chester! Give us the full meal, and not just an angsty canape!
dripdrip's review
3.0
3.5. It took a bit to get into it, but once you're there, it just captures you. Would have given 4 if I wouldn't of thought the ending could've done with more. I needed more of it, because I loved it so. Give this one a try. If you don't like it, you've only wasted under an hour of time as it is a quick read!
crookedtreehouse's review
2.0
The trend of indie comics in the 90s/early 2000s was to write an unrequited love story in which nothing of consequence happens. Write is with a minimalist style and include a death where the narrator can't figure out how to react, and indie comic fans called it a masterpiece.
This is a dull plod through an author's wish fulfillment. Every woman in the world wanted his dick but he was just too screwed up and emotionally immature to handle it. It's not an interesting story, and it's not well constructed.
Like a bunch of his contemporaries, Brown moved on to write some non-autobiographical work, and that's where he shines. This is just the memoir of someone who hadn't yet done anything worthy of memoir.
I recommend it for fans of early Jeffrey Brown, and people who liked those 90s movies where nothing happened, but everybody felt like the nothing going around them was somehow something worth filming.
This is a dull plod through an author's wish fulfillment. Every woman in the world wanted his dick but he was just too screwed up and emotionally immature to handle it. It's not an interesting story, and it's not well constructed.
Like a bunch of his contemporaries, Brown moved on to write some non-autobiographical work, and that's where he shines. This is just the memoir of someone who hadn't yet done anything worthy of memoir.
I recommend it for fans of early Jeffrey Brown, and people who liked those 90s movies where nothing happened, but everybody felt like the nothing going around them was somehow something worth filming.
drcbooks's review
4.0
An almost hauntingly straightforward memoir about love, confusion, adolescence, and the meaning (or lack of meaning) within daily relationships.
bluenicorn's review
3.0
This wasn't the greatest book I've ever read, but I could identify with quite a few of the panels. I wince at memories of how I treated my mother, just like I know I said "I never even LIKED you!" to multiple people, who of course I really liked. So awkward and at times uncomfortable, but always real.