***Note: I received a free digital review copy of this book from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review***
Lindy West is one of our most incisive cultural commentators. Her previous books, Shrill: Notes from a Loud Woman and The Witches Are Coming (I own a signed copy) are seminal feminist texts.
However, if you’re looking for film commentary à la Leonard Maltin, Shit, Actually isn’t for you. Shit, Actually is sly, irreverent, bombastic, and an absolute freaking delight to behold. Highlights for me included West’s reviews (maybe takedowns is a more accurate word here?) of The Notebook, Forrest Gump, and most especially Titanic. Her Fabrizio bits are riotously funny and a master class in comedic snark.
My rating: 27/10 DVDs of The Fugitive.
To learn more about Lindy West and her work, as well as to find links where you can buy her books, visit her website.
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