Cost: $0.75US
Page Count: 322
I have a friend. She would always tell me "Oh my god you have to read High Fidelity". I would reply with a quip about how I hated About a Boy and just was not impressed with Hornby as a writer. She pressed and pressed and finally I gave in and spent the little change I had to buy the book. Then...it sat on my bookshelf for two years.
This past week I picked it up with the full intent to read it all the way through in a weekend. It's a short book, I could do it.
Before I tell you what I thought, I must tell you a little about my reading habits. I rarely, so very extremely rarely, abandon a book midway through. Hell, I read all of Dan Brown's books straight through even though I knew...I just fucking knew...that I should put them down and walk away. But, nope. I've read 'em all.
I made it to page 83 in High Fidelity. I just could...not...make it through.
Holy shit, the protagonist Rob is a whiny little bitch. Fuck Rob...he's such a pansy-assed, douche-bag, hipster...jeez I just wanted to punch him right in the taint. Rob is like whiny boy Luke Skywalker (I know I am blaspheming here but Luke was totally a tool in Ep. IV...admit it) but at least the Jedi had a lightsaber, droids, and space travel to rely on to keep him grounded. Plus, Han Solo pimp slapped Luke to keep him in line. High Fidelity's Rob...well he could use a pimp slap.
I'm also pretty sure that Rob and the other assholes in the book were hipsters before being a hipster was cool. So, they might be like the patients-zero of hipster douches.
83 pages. I have better things to do with my life.
Sorry if you were expecting a rocking review on this here book. I really hate to disappoint a reader. But, apparently Nick Hornby doesn't mind disappointing readers one bit!
Haha! Fuck you Hornby!
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