”We all have cultural blank spots,” says Alan Blair, hero of Jonathan Ames’ terminally droll slip of loser lit, ”so some people might not know that P.G. Wodehouse, the premier British comedic writer of the twentieth century, wrote a celebrated series of novels about a young, wealthy idiot named Bertie Wooster and his wildly competent and brainy valet named Jeeves! I repeat: a valet named Jeeves!” Alan – a down-at-the-heels dandy and capable lush – repeats himself, for he too has a valet named Jeeves, who seems to exist on a plane of reality between an oenophilic hallucination and Snuffleupagus. Wake Up, Sir’s pair head to a writers’ colony, survive a few funny binges, and weather Alan’s discovery of his nose fetish, but their antics amount to secondhand cleverness, dandruff on the shoulders of giants.
Wake Up, Sir ''We all have cultural blank spots,'' says Alan Blair, hero of Jonathan Ames' terminally droll slip of loser lit, ''so some people might not know that...Wake Up, SirFictionJonathan Ames ''We all have cultural blank spots,'' says Alan Blair, hero of Jonathan Ames' terminally droll slip of loser lit, ''so some people might not know that...2004-07-30
Genre: Fiction; Author: Jonathan Ames
Posted July 30 2004 — 12:00 AM EDT
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