The Dead Travel Fast: Stalking Vampires from Nosferatu to Count Chocula
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Genres: Biographies & Memoirs, History, Nonfiction
Book Type: Paperback
Author:
Genres: Biographies & Memoirs, History, Nonfiction
Book Type: Paperback
Bridget O. (sixteendays) - reviewed on + 130 more book reviews
Helpful Score: 1
It is purely due to the relatively low page count that I did not DNF this book.
Think back to your freshman English Lit course in college. Do you remember that one guy that sat two rows from the back, against the wall. He claimed Tom Waits was his favorite and he wore a leather jacket, but only one that he thrifted and he made sure you knew it was thrifted because he would never put money in the leather trade. He always brought a book to class that wasn't anything the class was reading. It was probably Heart of Darkness or Albert Camus or his "comfort copy" of Catcher in the Rye. He definitely thought he was leagues smarter than everyone else in the class and it was downright embarassing that the rest of the trash around him dared express themselves and their interests at all. He sneered and guffawed at everyone'e answers, ESPECIALLY women who dared to have an opinion about literature.
Reading this book felt like having to listen to that asshole for 5 hours. Mind-numbingly, jaw-crackingly, skin-crawlingly uncomfortable. Wanting to cut him off and tell him he's an asshole, but it's a book that was published 14 years ago so you just have to keep listening to him and hating every second of it.
Think back to your freshman English Lit course in college. Do you remember that one guy that sat two rows from the back, against the wall. He claimed Tom Waits was his favorite and he wore a leather jacket, but only one that he thrifted and he made sure you knew it was thrifted because he would never put money in the leather trade. He always brought a book to class that wasn't anything the class was reading. It was probably Heart of Darkness or Albert Camus or his "comfort copy" of Catcher in the Rye. He definitely thought he was leagues smarter than everyone else in the class and it was downright embarassing that the rest of the trash around him dared express themselves and their interests at all. He sneered and guffawed at everyone'e answers, ESPECIALLY women who dared to have an opinion about literature.
Reading this book felt like having to listen to that asshole for 5 hours. Mind-numbingly, jaw-crackingly, skin-crawlingly uncomfortable. Wanting to cut him off and tell him he's an asshole, but it's a book that was published 14 years ago so you just have to keep listening to him and hating every second of it.
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