Cynthia Kaplan
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Total reviews: 51
Average rating: 4.0 of 5
Maybe you have to have been there? 4 out of 5 stars.
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A number of negative reviews of this book stem from what appears to be a set up. Cynthia Kaplan didn't compare herself to David Sedaris after all. When I depend on reviewers to choose books for me, I'm most often sorely disappointed. I know what I like and I had only to read the intro line, "The eyes are the windows of the head," to figure I was going to enjoy this one.
Most likely, the reason I laughed out loud as well as felt Kaplan's pain, is because I've been there. So much of what she wrote reminded me of experiences in my younger life and in fact, her book lit a spark in me to do some writing about my own early adventures.
Yes, Kaplan is self-absorbed. This is memoir! It's the self-absorption that makes the book amusing. She's able to poke fun at herself and her own foibles and experiences which is something most people find very difficult to do.
I'm not saying this is the best book ever written, but if you like to laugh, take a day trip into Kaplan's world and see what happens.
Editorial Review:
Cynthia Kaplan takes us on a hilarious and sometimes heartbreaking journey through her unique, uncensored world -- her bungled romantic encounters and unsung theatrical experiences; her gadget-obsessed father and her mother, who, if you should want to know, is fine; her pill-popping therapist, eccentric grandmothers, and fearless husband, whom she engages in an ongoing battle over which of them is the most popular person in their apartment; and, of course, her vengeful, power-hungry, one-year-old son.
Kaplan's voice is a lot like the one in our heads -- the one that most of us are only willing to listen to late at night . . . maybe while locked in a closet. What a relief it is that someone finally admits that she is afraid of nearly everything; that she is jealous even of people whose lives are on the verge of collapse; and that she has, at times, tried to pass for a gentile.