I Am Not Sidney Poitier, Everett. Yes. As with Erasure, this was more a book I should have read with a book club than on my own. This time I was more distracted by the “brilliant satirical skewering” (as PW put it), and by what struck me as experimental aspects.
Ultimately, I think the book wanted me to work harder than I customarily wish to, but it did not quite compel me to work disqualifyingly hard. Nonetheless, I expect this will be my last try at Percival Everett. Without a book club, anyway.