6.27.2006

The Man of My Dreams

Dear Curtis Sittenfeld,

Why oh why do you persist in creating pathologically unlikable characters? Whiny, self-absorbed, wrapped in their own little balls of woe-is-me negativity . . . bleah. And then, to tack on Princess Sighs-a-Lot's great epiphany at the very end, in a lame-o letter to her former therapist? Two hundred forty-four pages of annoying claptrap, and the only - oh, I don't know, let's call it Character Growth - comes second-hand in the last 20 pages? Gaak. That's what that whole "narrative arc" thing is supposed to be for.

Sincerely,
A Concerned Reader

The Man of My Dreams by Curtis Sittenfeld. Random House, 2006, 272 pages.

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