David Foster Wallace has made an art of taking readers into places no other writer even gets near. In this exuberantly acclaimed collection he combines hilarity and an escalating disquiet in stories that astonish, entertain, and expalnd our ideas of the pleasures that fiction can afford.I had heard raves about this book from my friends and I was excited to read it. I have to say though, I was disappointed in it. At first I was excited, I found it quite similar to The Vagina Monologues. However, the more I read the harder a time I had getting through the book. I don't do well reading books when it's broken up with footnotes (though I did enjoy Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs which used a similar method). But the footnotes were so incredibly long, I was getting frustrated at having to flip forwards and backwards in the book to read everything in order.
All in all, I found reading this book a chore. :-/
