A review by tittypete
Death on the Installment Plan by Louis-Ferdinand Céline

3.0

It's written funny. Dude is a good narrator. I read a few Bukowski books before this and you can see where he took his style from. This fucker goes on forever and it's exhausting. The fun-ness of the writing doesn't make up for it. Everybody in this book is shitting their pants. There's a retarded kid that shits his pants and gets a lot of boners. The biggest insult is calling someone a stinker. It's the story of a pant-shitting kid who grows up having shitty jobs. Eventually he joins up with "the enthusiast who's trying to grow bigger radishes with electro-wave bullshit. It doesn't work so the enthusiast shoots himself in the head with a shotgun. The shotgun gets stuck in the dude's head and the narrator has to yank it out. Then the book is basically over. The narrator's uncle reassures him that he's a good guy. Yeah. Could have used an editor.