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A review by violentdelights
Tacky: Love Letters to the Worst Culture We Have to Offer by Rax King
medium-paced
2.75
I think I’d like this book slightly more if I knew going into it that it was more memoir than a cultural autopsy on the tacky. As a lover of tack, I was disappointed by the tacky subcultures taking a backseat to stories of the author’s personal life that were often only tangentially related. I of course expected a blend of personal stories and cultural analysis, but many essays seemed quite light on the latter.
While some essays had their strength (particularly I liked the one about Jersey Shore and Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives), mostly I found the stories to eventually morph into countless stories about various men the author that had slept with. No slut-shaming here, but the various stories about relationships (of varying intensities) she had with much older men ranging from when she was as young as a high schooler left a particularly bad taste in my mouth. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m the author’s target audience for what I’m sure she firmly believes are very juicy stories.
Additional note: I had this book recommended to me. I had never heard of the author nor did I know she was a famous personality until after reading.
While some essays had their strength (particularly I liked the one about Jersey Shore and Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives), mostly I found the stories to eventually morph into countless stories about various men the author that had slept with. No slut-shaming here, but the various stories about relationships (of varying intensities) she had with much older men ranging from when she was as young as a high schooler left a particularly bad taste in my mouth. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m the author’s target audience for what I’m sure she firmly believes are very juicy stories.
Additional note: I had this book recommended to me. I had never heard of the author nor did I know she was a famous personality until after reading.