The only thing I had ever heard about “Everything Is Illuminated” was that it was a “hipster” book. I never really knew what that meant, but I also never really doubted it, since most of the time I saw it being carted around by someone who could probably fall into that category. And the obscure title kind of fits the part. But then again, I really liked “Infinite Jest,” so what the f@ck do I know.
But then I see this pretty young lady reading it (wearing some sweet sweet riding boots that the wife would love), and she doesn’t really fall into that category. And now that I know the plot line involves a young American trying to piece together what happened to his family during the Nazi liquidation of Jews in the Ukraine, I think I might have to revisit how I see this book. Or maybe, you know, read it.
Between The Lines 
I loved that book. Call me a hipster, or whatever – but it was so good. Half of it is written from the perspective of the Ukrainian guy who is paid to drive him. It’s funny and sad and historical and interesting…