A fairly eclectic collection of his work. I haven’t read much else of his work to place it in the context of his bibliography, but by itself, it reeks of the complacence of the old guard. It has a fairly superficial glance at many issues- gender disparity, religion, poverty, humour and popular discourse, etc are often easily painted as individual failures without a questioning of why individuals may fail, or why society lets individuals may fail, collectively.
What can be appreciated is the sheer irreverence of his humour and his willingness to be frank, although his frankness does seem hard to believe at certain points as he glosses over interactions with little to explain the many personalities, beyond cheeky descriptions, or the nature of his relations with them.
The prose and the fiction are definitely practiced, proficient and easy to read.