Review of “Both Flesh and Not.”

My review of David Foster Wallace’s essay collection Both Flesh and Not, is now live at the Lincoln Journal-Star. A sample:

Wallace’s writing — even in this, his least interesting nonfiction collection — always illuminates, and if only in the reflections or refractions of his light, always makes us less stupid.

I could have written a two or three thousand words on this book—so if it seems compressed, that is probably why.