PanThe New YorkerOne might wonder why C.K. didn’t set out to write a comic novel, why he gave us something so bleak. And yet bleakness is the quality I associate most with his work ... In any case, Ingram is hilarious, regardless of C.K.’s intentions. Even the summary on the back cover reads like a bad movie tagline from30 Rock.
Natalie Beach
MixedThe New YorkerThe best essays are the ones about Calloway—which is to say, the ones that we’ve already read ... Beach writes with the careful honesty of someone who understands how easily the truth can be distorted ... Almost irritatingly rooted in fact ... Beach has a profile writer’s eye for comic specificity, and she is constantly coming up against larger-than-life personalities, characters she depends on to expand her itinerary.
