![]() ![]() Like most sons of drunks, he loved his dad but couldn’t stand being near him. Many of Queenan’s sheep were slaughtered in Hollywood his best milieu was, and is, movie reviews.īut you won’t be surprised that Dr Queenan leaves his scalpel sheathed for much of this book. Before he reformed and wrote My Goodness: A Cynic’s Short-Lived Search for Sainthood, an odd apologia to his victims, Queenan had eviscerated more bodies than David smote Amalekites. Queenan is known for being a scathing, fast-fisted, full-body satirist. eventually learned, after initially misunderstanding his father’s example, that to drink to excess often was not wise. Which is also not to say that his drunken father wasn’t a pain in the keister and that his father wasn’t influential. Which is to say, his was not an atypical departure from the experiences of many kids of poor, blue-collar families in the 1960s. That, with some minor action comprising working various summer jobs and getting dumped by a talented musician, forms the whole of Queenan’s early life story. Later, after many years and much repetition of the same, he died, to the tremendous relief of Queenan, his ma and his sisters. Joe Queenan’s dad was a self-defeating drunk who beat his kids, lost his jobs, foreswore swearing while raving and ranting and attending church, and who occasionally read good books. Recommendation: Borrow from a library if you’re going fishing and think you won’t be catching much. ![]()
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