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A review by gglazer
Room Temperature by Nicholson Baker
1.0
This little slip of a book spans only 20 minutes, during which Baker is rocking his infant daughter to sleep. It's really pretentious and really self-aggrandizing. And pedantic. And yucky. And did I mention pretentious.
I was hoping for a meditation on fatherhood from a male perspective, and I suppose I got that. This book certainly couldn't have been written by a woman; the time Baker spends writing about his wife's body vs. the time he spends writing about the actual baby we're supposed to believe is in his arms... yup, definitely not written by a mother. Blech.
I was hoping for a meditation on fatherhood from a male perspective, and I suppose I got that. This book certainly couldn't have been written by a woman; the time Baker spends writing about his wife's body vs. the time he spends writing about the actual baby we're supposed to believe is in his arms... yup, definitely not written by a mother. Blech.