Target audience
I’m about to read and review a book about a father and his teenage son connecting and bonding. Am I inherently going to miss something? Is the emotional resonance of the reading experience particular to being a father or a son? Can someone who is neither provide an accurate review, or am I doing a disservice?
Then again, my personal reading tastes skew away from “urban chick lit” novels, despite the fact that I am a woman living in a major metropolis. As with this father-son memoir, I feel like I am visiting a strange country, and feel politely curious about the customs. It’s intriguing because it’s a camera lens, rather than a mirror. That’s worth remembering.
Also, and particular to this memoir, I haven’t watched nearly enough of the Great Movies.
i am gonna show this to my friend, bro