A few nights ago I was driving home very very late at night after taking my nephew to the midnight show of The Dark Knight. I called my friend in CA and started to give my Siskel & Ebert review, but then the topic changed to books. For some reason I remembered a book I purchased right at the end of college. It was called Pizza face; or the Hero of Suburbia by Ken Simon. As I tried to recall the specifics of the book to her, I began to become quite nostalgic. I remembered just how much I enjoyed that book.
The story is one of the ugly kid. The one who just never fit in but never seemed to let that dissuade him. It was set in the 1970's and it was funny as hell. I remembered that it was funny and I also remembered that it really touched me. I didn't identify with him - I was not an ugly kid, never had acne (thus Pizza face) and I was not a teenager in the seventies. The kid ended up being gay, so I guess maybe I keyed in on that, but this was not really the thrust of the book. It was just about being someone who thought he was really cool and special and never realizing what a "different" person he was.
I came home and went searching for the book and found it on Amazon (of course). I found an as new copy for 1cent! I am so very excited to read it again.
You should take a look at it and give it a read. It is wonderful. Here's a review I found online.
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