Why had I never read a Daniel Clowes book before? Why? What is wrong with me? I’m going to read all of them, I think. This was a quick read (not because I’m a fast reader, because it’s a short book). It’s extraordinarily funny, touching and, maybe if you’re like me, a little depressing when you find yourself identifying with the main character in parts.
Worth a read. And then a re-read.
