Ok, I’ll say it. Â I think he’s jumped the shark. Â I adored his first two books and I count him as one of the greatest influences in my writing style and ideas, simply because his were the first books I read that specifically described the Russian Jew immigrant experience in North America with wry humor rather than introspective self-righteous self-pity a la “The Namesake,” and because they were just so damn relatable to me. Â He gave me hope that even descriptions of a niche group would be popular among mainstream American literature.
But, as his popularity continues to grow, I think that, unlike his character in the book trailer who can’t read and therefore cannot mop up influences, he has gotten a bit cocky and even unsure and has started to rehash themes in an unoriginal way, creating meme upon meta-meme within his works. Â This was evident even in his last book, Absurdistan, which I still loved to pieces.
All of this shit having been talked, I’ll read it, and who knows, maybe the book will be amazing again. Â Because, anyone who can get James Franco to guest-star in their book trailer has something good up their sleeve.
Check out his latest in the New Yorker.