Katie Ozamiz Ozamiz itibaren Jam Bazar, Maharashtra 445204, Hindistan
A year ago, I thought it might be a good idea to buy and read Macaulay Culkin's new book Junior. That was pretty much the stupidest idea I've ever had. It's basically a meaningless miscellany of all too self-conscious stream of consciousness ramblings intended to paint our hero (affectionately calling himself "Junior") as some sort of creative, emotive force of modern writing. He comes off more as a crappy emo rock band that opens for a crappier emo rock band at your local Starbucks. Just because you're random doesn't mean your work has "layers of meaning." Just because you start every stupid list with "Dad" doesn't mean your relationship with him is somehow worth writing a book about. This book reminded me of the journal I had at the end of high school when I was deluded enough to think that someone would find it after I died and feel inspired to publish it. Every entry was painfully oozing with the effort to sound profound and artistic. Reading this book made me embarassed for Macaulay. I imagine he'll look back on it and cringe if he ever grows up.
A boy of the Hilter Youth who fights against Hitler's Propaganda...and loses. Courage!