A review by kickpleat
Lucking Out: My Life Getting Down and Semi-Dirty in the Seventies by James Wolcott

3.0

Once I got over the snappy, clever writing, I got a wee bit bored with all the literati talk (probably speaks more about me than Wolcott's storytelling). But then there's a chunk about movies & Pauline Kael, punk rock before skittering over the ballet section. Not a great read, but still interesting and man, he can turn a phrase.