I've started this book on three different occasions, and every time, I got to page fifty-ish. And then never picked it up again. ?
"Only degenerates go touring. Personally, I have been out of the city only once. By the way, have I ever told you about that particular pilgrimage to Baton Rouge? Outside the city limits there are many horrors."
Ignatious reminds me a lot of my younger brother. Which is a worry, as he is coming to live with me soon.
Note to self: don't read this book if you have anything else to do. That will be done absentmindedly at best, and every few minutes you'll find the book back in your hands.
Ignatius looked at the scratches he had received in trying to persuade the cat to remain in the bun compartment.
"I had a rather apocalyptic battle with a starving prostitute," Ignatius belched. "Had it not been for my superior brawn, she would have sacked my wagon. Finally she limped away from the fray, her glad rags askew."
Additional information
- Pages: 352
- ISBN: 0141182865
- EAN: 9780141182865
- Dewey: 813
- Binding: Paperback
- Publisher: Penguin Classics
The story of a repulsive, flatulent, arrogant pseudo-intellectual (who lives with his mother) and his bizarre interactions with his community and "friends". Hilarious and tenuous (where the lead character is almost completely unlikeable). The dialog is priceless. A masterpiece of literary humor.
Chris replies...
I think it is unfair to say that Ignatius is completely unlikeable - He did love his dog. All the characters in the novel are beautifully written and wonderfully flawed. I love them all ( but wouldn't want to spend much time with any of them)
jnonfiction replies...
Was that a review or a mini-bio? I mean, you are 'a masterpiece of literary humor.' Or something.
wiseacre replies...
Sorry Joshua, I wrote this before they had "categories" for the notes.
wiseacre replies...
And, I'm not so sure I have any humor or literary anything within me -- I outsource all my material to India.
jnonfiction replies...
I was just being a wiseacre, Paul, riffing off the 'repulsive, flatulent, arrogant pseudo-intellectual' and trying to draw a comparison between the reviewer and the subject and.. ah... just generally being a jerk, now that I think about it. It meant it to be funny; it was a bad day. My sincere apologies.