xxertz's review against another edition
2.0
It's been a couple years since I've read this book. I was very excited when it came out - I loved the blog. The book didn't live up to the blog, but it was good. Much better than the movie that followed.
jennjames's review against another edition
3.0
Wow! I feel like Tucker Max is a combination of the worst parts of all of my friends. We all have that "one story" that is terrible, but every one of his is terrible. It was a fun, quick read. But, if you are easily offended I would not read it! Apparently they did a documentary on him for MTV, I would like to see that!
sarraareads's review against another edition
funny
reflective
medium-paced
2.75
Tucker Max’s favorite movie is definitely The Hangover
2.75 stars
2.75 stars
fallonedits's review against another edition
This book is....
Storytelling is as creative a medium as any of the visual arts. I get that.
The only reason I know this book exists is because it was gifted to us by a family member who thought it was hilarious. After reading only the first two stories, I know it will take me five years to read this book, and I will not be a better person for it.
Storytelling is as creative a medium as any of the visual arts. I get that.
The only reason I know this book exists is because it was gifted to us by a family member who thought it was hilarious. After reading only the first two stories, I know it will take me five years to read this book, and I will not be a better person for it.
arixen's review against another edition
1.0
I'm not sure how this jackwad got a book deal. Terrible writer... I don't know how he sold so many books. Terrible human. What a waste of my time... This idiot does not in fact contribute anything to humanity.
tparsons2012's review against another edition
1.0
One of the WORST books I have ever read. Words don't even describe how abysmal the thing was. It doesn't even do to describe it, in ANY sense, as literature. The exploits of "Tucker Max," intended to be funny, are astonishing in thier perverseness.
stronlibrarianvibes's review against another edition
5.0
Note: If you are easily offended by blatantly sexist behavior, don't read this book. I saw this book on the "Too Good to Miss" table at the library, and based on the title alone I had to read it. The book is a collection of Max's blog posts detailing his adventures through drunken college and post-graduate night life. Basically, this would be the companion book to a website like textsfromlastnight.com.
Max is probably the best representation of the boorish post-adolescent straight male that I've found in what we could loosly term "literature." His misadventures are both horrifying and amusing. I got the sense in the book he wanted us to be laughing with him, but I wasn't; I was plainly laughing at him. He would like his audience to think of him as a cool ultra male who can pick up any attractive woman in the room; in most of his tales, though, he just gets-faced drunk and hooks up with the girl who looks good to him and is willing to him. When he wakes up the next morning, he usually does something so shameful that even if he wanted a second chance with said girl (and he clearly doesn't), said girl would have to have severe emotional problems to put up with such crap.
Male immaturity is taking on this air of somehow being charming and boyish with the inability to grow up. Really, if my little brother (who is probably closer to Max than I am in mentality) started acting this way and telling me about it, not to mention the whole world, I'd kick him in the balls.
Despie the subject matter, Max is actually a good writer and story-teller. That's why this book gets the five star rating. I laughed out loud, but like Max after hooking up with a woman of size (read: fat chick), I felt the need to take a cold shower and not admit I enjoyed this book to my friends.
The book is amusing, and if you enjoy scatalogical humor combined with rampant sexism and 21st century male insecurity, it's worth reading. If any one of these things turn you off (and clearly, they don't turn me off, hence the five-star review), don't read this book. And if you choose to read this book despite this review, and you're offended, don't say I didn't warn you.
Max is probably the best representation of the boorish post-adolescent straight male that I've found in what we could loosly term "literature." His misadventures are both horrifying and amusing. I got the sense in the book he wanted us to be laughing with him, but I wasn't; I was plainly laughing at him. He would like his audience to think of him as a cool ultra male who can pick up any attractive woman in the room; in most of his tales, though, he just gets
Male immaturity is taking on this air of somehow being charming and boyish with the inability to grow up. Really, if my little brother (who is probably closer to Max than I am in mentality) started acting this way and telling me about it, not to mention the whole world, I'd kick him in the balls.
Despie the subject matter, Max is actually a good writer and story-teller. That's why this book gets the five star rating. I laughed out loud, but like Max after hooking up with a woman of size (read: fat chick), I felt the need to take a cold shower and not admit I enjoyed this book to my friends.
The book is amusing, and if you enjoy scatalogical humor combined with rampant sexism and 21st century male insecurity, it's worth reading. If any one of these things turn you off (and clearly, they don't turn me off, hence the five-star review), don't read this book. And if you choose to read this book despite this review, and you're offended, don't say I didn't warn you.