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In his recent TEV guest review of Home Land, Jim Ruland called Sam Lipsyte the "funniest writer of his generation," and we're quite inclined to agree. We tore through Home Land in two joyful sittings and can't remember the last time we've laughed so hard. Lipsyte's constellation of oddly sympathetic losers is rendered with a sparkling, inspired prose style that's sent us off in search of all his prior work. In Lewis Miner's (a.k.a Teabag) woeful epistolary dispatches to his high school alumni newsletter ("I did not pan out."), we find an anti-hero for the age. Highly, highly recommended.
But do you have Ulin pre-martini? :)
Posted by: ed | June 01, 2007 at 08:51 PM
Not only did you beat me, Mr. Sarvas, but my own photo file, as it turns out, is corrupt.
Posted by: ed | June 02, 2007 at 04:36 AM