This is a wacky, dialogue-driven novella of bawdy, screwball, irreverent a surreal runaway train of guys talking the way men often do when women aren’t around or saying what they often have on their minds but are too bashful, due to the politically correct status quo, to actually speak, although it is very hyperbolic as well. It is a quirky relationship/sex comedy, where the boundaries of the mundane are mocked, bent, ridiculed, pushed, pummeled, pulverized, pounded, picked on and provoked. It is a tad bit existential as well and does have its serious and sappy, yet genuine, moments. It also holds within it the most riotous courtroom trial you’ll ever encounter! Enjoy the ride!

My Review:
Yeah, so… Matt, Brent, and Jessie are average guys? I don’t know if I believe it, but then I’m a woman, so what would I know? The book does have its funny moments, its existentialist moments, and more than a few surreal moments, but it is about as realistic as the hit TV show FRIENDS. Friends is funny, but most people understand that it is not a realistic depiction of the lives people in New York actually live. In the same way, Incorrigibility is funny, but I have a hard time imagining anyone having such brutal and blunt conversations. It feels more like an exaggeration of the conversations men have. This isn’t a criticism since I don’t think the book is aiming for realism. I’m just saying.

Matt is possibly the most repulsive man on earth, as he is meant to be. Brent and Jessie are a little hard to tell apart at times, but they are both generally good guys looking for the meaning of life and a worthwhile and legitimate love. The women are mere shells, hollow cutouts for the men to project their sexual frustrations upon. I would be offended, but this is a book about men’s perspectives on love and sex. I think it is meant to be one-sided.

I had no strong feelings about the book, one way or the other. It didn’t top my faves list, but I didn’t hate it either.