Well, according to PW, it's Officially Official. Oprah's new book club selection is Freedom by Jonathan Franzen, the guy who insulted her and pretty much all women readers by voicing his disdain when she picked his novel The Corrections. So apparently, Franzen is completely accurate in his portrayal of all women as doormats who worship dull, passive-aggressive men for their obvious intellectual superiority. My failure to become an alcoholic doesn't fit in with his brilliantly incisive view of suburban moms, so I'm headed for Specks right now, hoping for a sale on limoncello. Would someone please hit me in the face with a shovel? I promise I'll still love you.
In case you missed it, reprising Ron Charles' video review of Freedom.
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