Sunday, February 10, 2008
I wish I had something witty and profound to say about this book, but I don't. There simply wasn't enough to comment on, though it was definitely a fun read. A good book to pass an hour to so with. This said I have to admit that I love Steve Martin. Not everybody does, but I do. I love his post-"I'm a craaaaazy guy" humor and when he sits down to write a book, I think he is in his true element. I've read his other books, "The Pleasure of My Company" and "Shop Girl" and thought that both were gems. He has a beautiful way of depicting people's journeys and emotional development. But "Pure Drivel" is an earlier book and much different than his later books. I can't seem to find a way to describe them. Prose? Short stories? Essays? Actually, it is just drivel. You might even say it's pure drivel. Where have I heard that before?