My name is Tucker Max, and I am an asshole. I get excessively drunk at inappropriate times, disregard social norms, indulge every whim, ignore the consequences of my actions, mock idiots and posers, sleep with more women than is safe or reasonable, and just generally act like a raging dickhead. But, I do contribute to humanity in one very important way: I share my adventures with the world.
--from the Introduction
Actual reader feedback:
"I am completely baffled as to how you can congratulate yourself for being a womanizer and a raging drunk, or think anyone cares about an idiot like you. Do you really think that exploiting the insecurities of others while getting wasted is a legitimate thing to offer?"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you -- for sharing with us your wonderful tales of drunken revelry, for teaching me what it means to be a man, for just existing so I know that there is another option; I too can say 'screw the system' and be myself and have fun. My life truly began when I finished reading your stories. Now, when faced with a quandary about what course of action I should take, I just ask myself, 'What Would Tucker Do?' -- and I do it, and I am a better man for it."
"I find it truly appalling that there are people in the world like you. You are a disgusting, vile, repulsive, repugnant, foul creature. Because of you, I don't believe in God anymore. No just God would allow someone like you to exist."
"I'll stay with God as my lord, but you are my savior. I just finished reading your brilliant stories, and I laughed so hard I almost vomited. I want to bring that kind of joy to people. You're an artist of the highest order and a true humanitarian to boot. I'm in both shock and awe at how much I want to be you."
"You are the coolest person I can even imagine existing. If you slept with my girlfriend, it'd make me love her more." [ synopsis from goodreads ]
I really can't tell you what even possessed me to pick up this book and start it. I really can't. I obviously didn't know anything about it going into it. Maybe I had heard that it's a movie with a cast I like? Maybe that's what lead me here? But I'll tell you, if I didn't have some strange need to finish every book I start, I would've stopped reading this after about 10 pages.
Some people think this guy is funny? Really??? Are you kidding me? I think I only laughed maybe a grand total of five times during the entire time I spent reading this. I honestly don't find this kind of humor funny. I find it idiotic.
This is the kind of man who would hate me. And, honestly, the feeling is quite mutual. I am not the kind of girl he would pick and he is absolutely the kind of man no self-respecting woman would EVER throw herself into bed with. And, therefore, that was probably my main problem with this book. I also have absolutely no patience for drunk people. And this was a book full of stupid stories about really dumb drunk people.
Okay so this is turning into a rant but the point is I didn't enjoy this book. At all. I'm not even happy that I actually finished it. It took me forever to read because I just didn't want to read it. And literally THE ONLY bright point in reading it is that I'm finally finished. And I never, ever have to read it again.
review originally posted on goodreads