- some passages are terribly, awfully overwrought. like franzen just got a thesaurus and is using it to make certain sentences as fussy as possible. using big words to obfuscate* or otherwise confuse the reader, and give the ones who can follow it an undeserved pat on the back for their genius. i imagine it also causes a lot of readers to act like the emperor's advisers, talk a lot about how genius it all is, when really it's just awkwardly written.
- which isn't to say i don't enjoy reading novels that make you work for it, that aren't spare in style like say, Margaret Atwood or Kent Haruf. even j.d. salinger is sometimes over-the-top, and packs a lot into sentences than run on, but at least he makes an effort to make make them readable.
- the shrill, martyring, passive-aggressive mom archetype? again? that just always makes me think an author has mommy issues. maybe that's why franzen was such a dick to oprah. (although given a chance, i might also act like an impudent child with oprah myself. i can see the appeal.)
- it must be so hard to be so well-read, so well-educated, and so rich. poor, poor lamberts.
*i know, right?! i'm a dick!