Quite simply after reading this book I have one question… Why would a just God give Artie Lange chance after chance to get clean/sober and let him live while taking greater talents like Farley and Belushi? Before I read this I expected something funny. Not a long letter from Step 8 of Alcoholics Anonymous. More or less Lange is writing a memoir of every shitty thing he’s ever done. Most of them not funny. Tucker Max’s shenanigans = funny. Artie Lange’s = sad and tragic. I spent the majority of this book shaking my head angrily at his stupidity (much like I did while reading Into the Wild) and feeling bad for his family (much like I did while reading Into the Wild). Artie Lange was great in Dirty Work. Aside from that he’s been wasted talent. And this book… a waste of my time.
I’m Mike D and I approve this message.
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