In Chelsea Handler’s Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea, she looks back over her life and includes a collection of stories about her ridiculous exploits, family, and travels. Handler is primarily a comedian, not a writer, and this is apparent in this novel. While the stories can be funny, many of them fall flat.
The stories also range from a variety of topics including her love of midgets and why red haired men aren’t attractive. There is nothing that weaves the stories together, which would be a bigger problem if this were a serious literary collection. But since its not, the fact that the stories were a hodgepodge from her life didn’t really matter to me.
If I knew Handler’s comedy better, I think this book would have worked more for me. If the reader is able to put Handler’s voice and comedic timing into the reading, which I tried to do, the stories worked better. But the writing itself didn’t do this. The reader needs to do it. Which makes it a difficult read if you don’t know her comedy very well.
For a light hearted summer read, I think this book worked well enough. It was a quick read and it had some amusing stories, so I think it served its purpose as a humorous book.
Read July 2013