The Wes Letters by Feliz Lucia Molina
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
First of all, my name is Wes Andersen... similar, but not the same as Wes Anderson... so I admit there was something narcissistic about my reading this book in the first place. The authors have come up with a clever hook on which to hang their sometimes humorous, sometimes witty, frequently vulgar, and always self absorbed essays. I was disappointed as I became increasingly more aware that they weren't even sending these so-called letters to the sui generis director. Without that, the entire collection was hollow and even more insincere. Yes, their three individual voices are distinct: One smart, one sad, one vile -- but as a whole, the book is an experiment going nowhere.
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