A review by benvedou
Fuccboi by Sean Thor Conroe

3.0

I think I get it, anyway. I think I’m probably very different from this author, but I believe we are both unusual men navigating a dicked up world. This text was not transgressive for me, I won’t use it as a rubric for encountering life, and I was not especially thrilled with it as a narrative. But I enjoyed it. It was different.

I am really not sure what people are trying to accomplish by expounding negative criticism of this book, because to me there is no subterfuge or hidden subtext here. It’s a very “heart on its sleeve” type read. You get the proper toolbox for reading it based on the bookjacket blurb and the author’s bio. Read at own risk or otherwise spare everyone the facsimile New Yorker reviews. This is a good book to fart into your bedsheets whilst reading, which I did many times. Did I mention I have a master’s degree in writing? My opinion is correct here. If you disagree please go directly to jail!

(Better than Kerouac)