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21 of 23 people found the following review helpful:
The one volume Christmas library, 24 Oct 2005
John Crace's Digested Read is humour for those who like to wear their brows above the hair line. Its fiendishly clever and devilishly funny. Although it can happily entertain for prolonged periods, its savage parodies of the latest must-read lit hits are best savoured in short bursts when you have a few minutes spare. Will Self wrote words to the effect that Crace has read the books so you dont have to. That's not quite true. These 500 word barbs are not condensed reads or summaries but caricatures. They exaggerate their targets' most prominent features and turn them into hilarious grotesques. Verbal tics, inconsistencies of plot, sloppy characterisation and literary pretension are all brilliantly highlighted and lampooned. But just like a caricature, you probably wouldn't recognise the original unless you had seen it elsewhere previously. We might rail against reality TV and the celebrity culture, but there's no doubt that High Culture tends to get po-faced and a little bit up itself these days. So full marks to Crace for having the wit and courage to yell out that the emperor has no clothes. At the end of each entry there is a one-sentence digested digested read. The digested digested dread of The Digested Read should be simply "A little editing goes a long way'. But if there is a problem with the book it is that in Crace's world emperors never have any clothes and always wander around stark naked. Crace never stops his jeering and cat-calling. On the other hand just as in journalism good news is not news, in satire, kindness is not funny. And this book is very very funny. I now wish I hadn't bought it -but only because its a perfect stocking filler for those with a literary bent. Father Christmas being a perceptive soul would surely have recognised this and given me a copy for free.
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