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filthyhedonist's review against another edition
reflective
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? N/A
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
2.0
aliyatrvd's review against another edition
4.0
????????????? i did not need to read abt his sex life like that but yk what. at least he’s honest and got multiple « ok real » outta me .
willardk's review against another edition
4.0
Sometimes disturbing, but not as bad as Naked Lunch. Maybe I'm maturing. Poetry is also a nice change of pace.
izzylove's review against another edition
1.0
I had to put myself into the mindset of a misogynistic, drunken, depressed middle-aged man in order to even READ these poems and I STILL didn't enjoy them.
toadinpottsfield's review against another edition
dark
sad
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? N/A
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? N/A
- Flaws of characters a main focus? N/A
3.0
sstephreads's review against another edition
5.0
I love Bukowski so freaking much.
He's just...relatable, to some extent.
He's just...relatable, to some extent.
huri's review against another edition
4.0
i see why people might not like this one. i didn't think i would but here i am, calling the man a genius.
elenalsmith28's review against another edition
2.0
i originally picked up this book because i had read several of his poems and enjoyed the melancholy, however, i sadly, misjudged his writing and was left greatly disappointed.
i got about half way through this book and had to stop. perhaps i’m missing something, but this genuinely wasn’t interesting or good, to me. bukowski seems to me, a bitter man who got bored and decided to write poems about him drinking beer, being quite horrible to women, and using “the crapper.” i would not recommend this book to anyone who loves good poetry, however, if my description of this book has intrigued someone, give it a whirl.
i got about half way through this book and had to stop. perhaps i’m missing something, but this genuinely wasn’t interesting or good, to me. bukowski seems to me, a bitter man who got bored and decided to write poems about him drinking beer, being quite horrible to women, and using “the crapper.” i would not recommend this book to anyone who loves good poetry, however, if my description of this book has intrigued someone, give it a whirl.