The only bros for me are the mad awesome ones, the ones who are mad to chug, mad to party, mad to bone, mad to get hammered, desirous of all the chicks at Buffalo Wild Wings, the ones who never turn down a Natty Light, but chug, chug, chug like f*cking awesome players exploding like spiders across an Ed Hardy shirt and in the middle you see the silver skull pop and everybody goes, "Awww, sh*t!"
Set to the beat of an 808, On the Bro'd spins the Axed-out tale of one fresh-as-hell player looking to up his game and put some perspective on shit (for real) while capturing the tumultuous times of the oh-tens and defining the spirit of the Beast Generation. It's pretty epic.
I made it to page 7. The book starts on page 6. It's not that I don't like it or don't have a sense of humor about On the Road. It is really more that every page is exactly the same. And I'm just getting too fucking old for that shit.
This book is hard for me to review. As an obsessive fan of On the Road, any kind of lampooning of it is going to be pretty close to my heart. Unfortunately, I feel like the obsessive fans with a sense of humor like myself might be the only people who really appreciate this book.
Even having said that, this book doesn't sustain itself that well. It's fantastic as a Tumblr, which is how it started, but reading the whole thing over the course of a few days, I didn't feel like I gained that much from the experience. It's a great concept, but on a literary level, Lacher strips all the heart and soul out of the book. And yes, I do recognize the irony of discussing the literary merits of a parody book, but I have to give it a fair shake.
So, yes, there are a lot of laughs to be had, especially when you have a deep knowledge of the book, but for someone who might not be familiar with On the Road, there's not much to connect with. Then again, I imagine that I've you've never read On the Road, you probably wouldn't be drawn to the book in the first place.
Read this when it was first "published" via Tumblr and loved it. I'm not sure how it would be reading all the way through, as opposed to post by post, but it deserves 4 stars on concept alone, if nothing else.
This book is so awful and unfunny that I had to stop reading after the first chapter. The whole thing (as I skimmed through) reads like a 40 year old's infiltration of a specific douche-subculture of brohood. Even for a book that is a parody, this is just so bad and trying too hard to be one of the "fellow kids" with terrible terrible main characters that I found it unreadable.