In this self-portrait by an American genius, Kurt Vonnegut writes with beguiling wit and poignant wisdom about his favorite comedians, country music, a dead friend, a dead marriage, and various cockamamie aspects of his all-too-human journey through life. This is a work that resonates with Vonnegut's singular voice: the magic sound of a born storyteller mesmerizing us with truth.
The narrator does a great job and is easy to listen to. Vonnegut’s various speeches are fantastic and makes me wish I could have seen him speak in person before his passing. Highly recommend.
- Isaac Sharp
For diehard Vonnegut fans only
This book wasn’t for you, but who do you think might enjoy it more?
Someone who is very interested in Vonnegut might find something interesting in here. I'm a big fan of all his novels, but this book just swings between trivial tedious family histories and anecdotes and bitter old man rants.
Has Palm Sunday turned you off from other books in this genre?
Ranty tedious memoirs? No thanks.
What do you think the narrator could have done better?
The narrations was fine.
What reaction did this book spark in you? Anger, sadness, disappointment?
Disappointment and boredom for sure. I thought Vonnegut's characteristic whit and satire would find its way into his nonfiction writing, but that was not the case. This book was super boring....
to be totally honest, I only got about 1 third of the way through...