My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Thank goodness this is a good read! How awkward it would have been to be someone who loves words & then writes a bad book. I'm impressed with how candidly he discusses his very bad behavior without glorifying it at all. (Note: Now that I've finished the book, I know he loves TALKING, not WORDS.)
Every kid needs something that will save him or her from the misdirected self.
Well, it started out well. But there's a richness missing. Oppenheimer still seems like his childhood self: almost mean, a big of a braggart, and not an engrossing storyteller. He went to Yale! Where's the appreciation for being in a place of fabulous higher learning, full of smart and wonderfully wordy people he could learn from and with?
A little crass, a little too focused on the typical trials of every late adolescence. It would have been nice if there had been more really interesting words.
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