On the back cover of WE LEARN NOTHING, Judd Apatow describes Tim Kreider’s writing as “heartbreaking, brutal, and hilarious—usually at the same time,” and I couldn’t agree more. In this collection of personal essays and cartoons (mostly essays), Kreider recounts in painful and witty detail the ins and outs of what he’s learned from family, friends, and a random stranger who stabbed him in the throat.
This book is edgy, intimate, and absorbing. It is confessional without being sappy. It is blunt, but also finely wrought. Here is a man who has lived through a lot and writes beautifully and accurately about it. Contrary to the title, from this book, we all learn something.