
It’s actually a serious meditation on human beings’ repeated attempts and frequent failures to effectively connect. Or it’s a sex comedy. I haven’t figured out which yet.
So far, I can tell you that it opens with what might be the longest run-on sentence ever written, which, if true, is an achievement I'll proudly wear for at least a day. I can also tell you that it's an optimistic story, so if you were reaching for those razors, I instruct you to put them away right now and wait to hear what I have to say.
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