Ratings40
Average rating3.5
Miranda July needs to go and get the pretentious teenager edited out of her by some creative writing professsors. The girl's got potential – her style is great, and I feel like I'd enjoy reading her... IF she stopped writing about one-note caricatures of broken women lamenting their tortured lives and wallowing in quirky, edgy activities to make their time move faster.
It's like reading MySpace. It's got about the same depth and meaning.