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All Fours

Miranda July

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talia ��

1,251 reviews303 followers

September 13, 2024

ok, i'm going to type this out in a way that i hope that people will understand.

i absolutely believe that there should be more literature about women discussing and exploring their beliefs on motherhood, sex, their bodies, gender, etc. that is a no brainer in my opinion, and it is literature that must be supported as middle-aged women are often silenced.

with that out of the way,

it would be great if i could read a book by a well-known female author who wasn't under the impression that descriptions of cutting matted hair from a dog's ass or running her hands under her lover's pee was "original", "sharp", or "illuminating" writing.

i am so BORED of this type of lit fic that equates "disgusting" bodily fluids/acts as provocative and therefore, interesting, writing.

it isn't!

and if you are willing to go there then at least make a goddamn point that's better explored and more nuanced than "shoving my hand up our dogs' ass was how my husband and i reunited our connection."

also, i am sick and tired of the theme that opening up your relationship/going poly inherently means that you are more mature, intelligent, and sophisticated than another. i really don't understand how we got to this stage of believing that monogamy=immaturity/naivete and being poly=maturity/wisdom.

i was looking for a introspective story about a middle aged woman, roadtrips, change, and an examination of all types of relationships.

what i received was the most generic, millenial, ChatGPT-coded book that literally believes that discussing "gross" things makes the content refreshing/intelligent/good, and that after a failed solo cross-country trip, the solution to fix or reconnect with your partner is opening up your marriage.

nothing about this book read as "tender" or "moving." It was written in a way that was so narcisstic and self-centered.

so boring. so typical. so predictable.

the half star is for the ONE (1) paragraph that i loved where the narrator leaves her house for her roadtrip and feels as if she isn't far enough to start listening to podcasts, music, etc. THAT was breathtaking writing.

1-and-a-half-stars adult lgbtq-plus

Shannon (The Book Club Mom)

1,202 reviews

April 9, 2024

Unpopular opinion alert��

Ugh. All Fours by Miranda July is a book that I should have DNFed, but kept going because of my own stupidity and curiosity. This book made me feel icky. Like, super duper uncomfortable and nauseous. It’s extremely sexual, graphic, raunchy, and disturbing. There really should be a content warning on the cover, or at least in the synopsis! For the most part, I’d consider myself pretty open-minded and not particularly prudish, but the descriptions in this novel were WAY too much for me.

I requested this novel because the protagonist was in her mid-forties, and I thought that I’d be able to relate to her. Unfortunately, this was not the case at all. I truly could NOT stand the main character. This book tested me. I tried SO hard not to be judgmental towards this woman, but found it impossible. She put herself in the most unbelievably awkward situations, and made some absolutely foolish decisions. She’s going through some kind of mid-life sexual crisis or weird sexual awakening, and I wanted no part of it. The gag-worthy moments were endless, and I almost lost my lunch.

Sure, there was some great insight on aging, menopause, motherhood, and marriage, but the cringey scenes just ruined the entire reading experience for me. The author narrates the audiobook herself, which I appreciated. She has a wonderful speaking voice and is pretty funny, so I’ll give it some points for that at least. Overall, this one was a major disappointment for me. My hopes were very high, but sadly, I was left shuddering, and desperately trying to shake off the heebie-jeebies. There’s no doubt that this will be a “love it or hate it�� type book. There’s a TON of raving five star reviews out there. I obviously fell in the latter. Eww, ick, gross. Not for me. All Fours is out on May 14th, and I give it 2/5 stars. Do NOT recommend.

michelle

235 reviews286 followers

January 22, 2024

for some reason i really identify with books about artsy white women in their 40s experiencing a dramatic rebirth in their romantic and domestic lives (i am a 27yo chinese american)

but whatever, this book rocked me upside down and spit me back out with the fucking force that only good, honest writing can!! it was funny, it was sad, it was horny (very horny). it could only have come from a place of very deep trueness.

for fans of sheila heti, chris kraus, sex as a way of understanding, posting on instagram for just one person to see, falling in love with traits you once found cringey

“I’d whipped myself into a froth of longing �� or worked, created fictions.... Was there any actual enchantment or was it all just survival, ways to muddle through?��

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emma

2,392 reviews83.1k followers

February 19, 2025

my favorite genre is women going insane.

and fittingly, i don't know what the hell just happened but i had such a good time.

this book felt like unfettered ballistic nonsense, and yet it explored so much: motherhood, menopause, monogamy, other big nouns that don't necessarily begin with M.

this is a book that has so many parts (the number of sentences in this where you're just like hm. ok. let me take a second to take that one in is unbelievable) and is still more than the sum of them.

even if it's a close call sometimes.

bottom line: doesn't take itself at all seriously and is still serious.

(thanks to the publisher for the copy)

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Jack Edwards

Author��1 book278k followers

August 14, 2024

weird books are sooooooo back i loved this

genuinely funny with so many one-liner zingers, but also really interesting commentary on parenting, monogamy, the institution of marriage, pooled wisdom, menopause, and sexuality

miranda july is the master

Stephanie

100 reviews

May 29, 2024

The writing is incredible and also I hated this book.

Lucy Dacus

104 reviews45.5k followers

June 16, 2024

I think this is my favorite thing she has made. Her work always makes me feel like I’m allowed to exist.

Caitlin

114 reviews187 followers

September 4, 2023

I can’t stop thinking about this book. Nearly every woman/femme over 40 that I know is in what feels like a subterranean death-struggle with themselves, meditating on monogamy and meaning, bodily autonomy and dashed expectations, looking at the second half of life with both a fierce yearning and a sense of certain despair. July gives voice and shape to this outsizing struggle and offers a kind of hope (in art, in sex and desire, inside our bodies!) without taking her unflinching gaze off the reality of loss, without succumbing to the false hope of answers.

The novel also invites us into the secret plush pink motel room of Erotics for the No-Longer-Young, to get weird and real inside it, to learn about all its delusion and ridiculousness, all its sacred and humble and profane, creating a different way to look at desire, hidden inside the old, ugly, boring claptrap ways.

Oh and it’s the only book that’s ever made me cry because of dog shit, and it’s hot and funny, too.

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Liz

346 reviews

March 24, 2024

lost me at the tampon foreplay and dog shit clean up

switterbug (Betsey)

905 reviews1,351 followers

June 13, 2024

DNF and I don't have a profound reason why I lost interest. It isn't cohering for me--it reads like a diatribe from a very intense, overwrought narrator. It's difficult for me to maintain interest (without becoming exhausted) with a first person narrator that is this frenzied, extreme and emotionally ravaged. It's almost like listening to someone coked up for hours at a time. THEY think they are interesting, but in fact I just get weary. Perhaps I will return to it later? But when 12 days go by and I am only on page 101, I think it is time to move on, for now.

Also, the sex scenes aren't sexy, they make me never want to have sex again!

Miranda July is a creative, imaginative, and talented woman. She is an author, a performance artist, actor, filmmaker, musician, and she also does artistic installations. I respect her talent and her energy, but this book was too over the top for me. I tried going back to it, but all this vibrating energy drained me.

libby

162 reviews56 followers

June 25, 2024

put it down half way through, life’s too short to be annoyed voluntarily

Morgan Schulman

1,293 reviews43 followers

May 27, 2024

I didn’t really like her stuff when I was in my 20s but I felt I had to pretend to like it because Brooklyn. Now that I’m in my 40s, I can just admit- I am not this woman’s ideal reader. And that’s my perimenopausal sexual revolution.

Aubrey Martinson

6 reviews

August 23, 2024

Everyone needs a Jordi in their life

Robin

547 reviews3,440 followers

June 28, 2024

This was bizarre, in the way you expect Miranda July to be bizarre. It's her trademark. And it was funny, in the way you expect her to be funny. Toss in some poignancy, too.

But it was also 336 pages. God, that's a lot of Miranda July. I kept thinking, oh, it would be so perfect if it ended here, at the end of her fake trip. No? Okay, here, when something major happens at home. No? Okay, here, just here, or even here please, for the love of god, because even though she's bizarre and funny and poignant, I'm exhausted by this peri-menopausal Odyssey she's taken me on. Exhausted by her emotional and erotic journey. I feel like I've been through something, reading this, and I need a deep and long recovery from it.

I also need to stop thinking about the tampon scene, or the one with the elderly woman who sold her the quilt. And all the endless masturbation. Dear god, Miranda July. Really? Yes, she says, in her flat, breathy voice, really. If you don't want to read stuff like that, then you shouldn't have picked this up. That's what you sign up for when you see my name on the cover. So don't complain.

Okay. I won't complain, then.

There were things about this book I loved - I loved that she took a road trip, and then quickly gave up and stayed in a motel and pretended to her husband that she was still driving across the country. That she paid to redecorate her shitty motel room. It was funny, it was bizarre, and - well, her loneliness and secretiveness and trapped-ness was poignant. Her deep need to be free, and completely herself - something you might think should be simple, a given, even, turns out to be something that challenges the structures of society, family and relationship. So that was poignant too.

I just think it could have been more powerful if she took us on a 10km run, rather than a full, freaking marathon.

It's hard to be knocked down when you're on all fours.

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Jill

Author��2 books1,945 followers

October 1, 2024

Sigh. Some books make me feel positively ancient. Not many. But this is one of them.

Imagine being so evolved that you give birth a baby and immediately begin referring to that baby with the pronouns they/their. Not because the newborn is transgender; in fact, there’s every chance that the infant is cisgender. But because you are so cleverly post-gender and so very modern. And imagine if marriage, to you, is nothing more than a script, divorce reinforces the supremacy of marriage, and life, in effect, ends for women in their 40s when they become perimenopausal. One more thing. Imagine if pulling out a bloody tampon is an act of eroticism.

If you agree with all of this, you are the audience for this book. I’m obviously not. There is some great writing and plot development here. Our narrator goes on a solitary driving trip and ends up in shabby motel just miles from home. She’s got some money to burn, so she redecorates her motel room to the tune of $20k. Her decorator is the wife of a much-younger man she meets at a gas station. She wants to fuck him.So far so good. I can dig that fantasy.

Then she has an emotionally intense affair with said man, in that room. Now we’re in Erica Jong Fear of Flying territory. She eventually realizes that some of this is because of her fading libido. (Some of the best writing is in her recognition of what menopause wrecks on the female body. It’s akin to a nine-year-old looking at the skeleton of a dinosaur and realizing for the first time that she is also going to die someday).

All Four has its possibilities. It’s quirky and audacious and has sparks of insight into the female (dare I say that?) condition and the role of fantasy. But at times, I feel that it tries so hard to be postmodern, relevant, nihilistic, and cool. I guess I’m that dinosaur, still believing that, while erotic candor is good, true connection is even better.

Justin Fellenz

1 review3 followers

September 17, 2024

I hate the main character. I don't usually use such decisive language but in this case it's warranted. She is catastrophically narcissistic, astonishingly immature, and utterly without integrity or any sense of accountability, not to mention blatantly misandrist (I won't even give her the excuse of "androphobic" because as I read it the text gives no indication of anyone or anything but her own neuroses interfering with her unacknowledged privilege). Her inability to drive across the country is elevated from embarrassing incapacity--for which she extracts worried attention from her friends and family--to the means by which she achieves "freedom" in a fever-dream "relationship" that ignores not only her family but also the guy in many significant ways, and his wife utterly. The protagonist actually imagines that somehow making a bed together constitutes the wife's consent to allowing the protagonist to drive over the wife's marriage vows as well--in biblical-ish language no less. So much for women honoring women. It's ok if it involves a man I guess, or we can just chalk it up to self-righteous solipsism.

All the other characters are foils and mirrors for her ego: she hardly describes Harris except as an annoying teapot and gives him one line of protest for unilaterally renegotiating the terms of their relationship. Even her kid (an 8 year old with whom she weirdly, intimately bathes) is denied even the most basic description: in context of her personal obsession with sex and gender, her refusal to gender the kid reads like an erasure of maleness, not an equilateral resistance of the binary. Her relationships are all illusion, her own fantasies projected without consent on the injects of her ardour. This book is as objectivist as the fountainhead--in her world like Dominique's truth and rightness only require a single will. In this case though, she is the rapist and her will, though certainly unfettered by anything outside her ego, lacks the directness and purity that at least puts an art deco shine on Howard's work.

It turns my stomach to read a person who virtue-signals as accepting and progressive when they are in fact only able to see their own feet while trying to look up their own vagina, smashing around rudderless and without account against anyone dumb enough to get close to her. It is disingenuous, offensive, and embarrassing. It's not even groundbreaking...so she got pee on her hand and someone touched her tampon. Read Bataille. Shit happens. Don't read this book. It, and everything it and she stands for, is toxic crap.

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Ron Charles

1,132 reviews50.2k followers

May 15, 2024

The multitalented artist Miranda July has written a wildly sexual book about a woman approaching menopause, so of course it’s time for a square old man to pass judgment.

At your service.

But first, is it getting hot in here?

I’ve never reviewed such an explicit novel before. I felt so self-conscious reading “All Fours�� on the subway that I tore off the cover. July, 50, seems determined to cure the inhibitions of middle age by stripping away every censorial impulse and plunging us into a bubble bath of erotic candor.

Although such a description may invoke the spirit of Anaïs Nin, July is too funny for that association. In these pages, she’s outrageous and outrageously hilarious. With “All Fours,�� perimenopausal readers finally have their own “Portnoy’s Complaint.�� But even that comparison doesn’t capture the immediacy of July’s prose, its infallible timing, its palpable sense of performance. Indeed, several unforgettable (and unquotable) sections have the snap and swoop of a transgressive stand-up routine.

The unnamed narrator �� “a woman who had success in several mediums�� is a close approximation of July, who’s published books; directed, written and acted on stage and in films; and currently has a solo art show in Milan. Although “All Fours�� is labeled a novel, the space between the author’s life and the story’s protagonist is often no wider than a bra strap.

To read the rest of this review, go to The Washington Post:

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Brooke Averick

123 reviews34.2k followers

December 23, 2024

This book was written for fringe art enthusiasts, and I’m someone who proudly orders all of my prints from Anthropologie and Urban Outfitters. Reminded me of Big Swiss but with even less direction. Not for me to the highest degree.

Candi

689 reviews5,300 followers

July 13, 2024

Omg �� yes! Clearly, I need Miranda July in my life more than once a year. She makes me laugh and�� well, maybe not cry, but think! And cringe. Definitely cringe at times. She shies away from absolutely nothing! Sometimes I find this annoying, this no holds barred approach to writing. Just as in real life, a person that refuses to hold back a single damn thing can get on my nerves. It feels too forced. But with July, there’s a purpose. She’s not going to show you part of her character. You are going to see the genuine person - the good, the bad and the ugly (and it does get “ugly�� here at times!). She is refreshingly honest, and I’d say that’s the appeal to me as a reader.

“The only dangerous lie was one that asked me to compress myself down into a single convenient entity that one person could understand. I was a kaleidoscope, each glittering piece of glass changing as I turned.��

When the narrator, a forty-five-year-old artist, embarks on a cross-country drive, she ends up not at the end of her intended excursion to New York City, but at a dumpy motel only thirty minutes away from home. And there begins an entirely different sort of journey of a mid-life wife and mother of a young son. Don’t expect the same old story of a conforming, middle-aged woman breaking free, however. The narrator is anything but your typical housewife to begin with, so this ride gets wild and bumpy and raunchy! And poignant and meaningful. Do not lose focus or you will miss out entirely on the significance, the essence of the whole thing.

“If I lived to be ninety I was halfway through. Or if you thought of it as two lives, then I was at the very start of my second life. I imagined a vision quest-style journey involving a cave, a cliff, a crystal, maybe a labyrinth and a golden ring.��

“Everyone thinks they’re so securely bound into their lives. Really I had done almost nothing to end up here. I had walked the wrong way around the block and then gone the wrong direction on the freeway.��

What I loved most about this was that the narrator really had no clue, no plan as to what she was going to do next. She was entirely spontaneous, figuring out herself and her desires and her needs as she went along. Ideas shifted, circumstances changed, and she wound up in a variety of situations as she evolved into this new person. Well, “new�� person isn’t really the right word. She figured out what she wanted next out of life, given the person she had been all along really. Have you ever made a list or a plan and then botched it up completely? Of course you have! Went off the rails and done something else entirely different? Or maybe not off the rails, but had to regroup and change direction a bit? The narrator is so damn funny �� so relatable at times that I had to laugh and nod my head.

“I spent the rest of the afternoon planning the rest of my life. I made lists of the different areas and how I could throw myself into them. They included Family and Marriage and Work but also Service. I had not been of enough service in my life. I could see getting deeply involved in all sorts of helping�� Also the rest of my life would be a slog and then I would die. Which is the case for many people. It’s no big deal.��

This woman isn’t really about to give in though. She has grit and determination and the admiration of this reader! Even if you can’t fully relate to her actions, someone going through a time of life transitions should surely be able to empathize with her feelings. Perhaps her sexual adventures aren’t to your liking, but if you try to look beyond that at the bigger picture, then you will gulp this novel down in one big, appetizing bite too! Make sure to read the Acknowledgements section if you make it through to the end. July conducted a series of interviews with women in midlife and garnered a range of physical and emotional changes that went along with it. Oh, and several doctors as well. Bonus points for doing the extra legwork! She’s truly brilliant. I might have loved this even more than The First Bad Man, and that's saying a lot!

“Maybe it all began now, my life as a wife comfortable in her own home, a real wife. I tried to remember how Pinocchio had become a real boy. It had something to do with being in a whale, maybe saving his father’s life; I hadn’t done anything like that. But surely a woman was more complex than a puppet boy and she might become herself not once-and-for-all but cyclically: waxing, waning, sometimes disappearing altogether.��

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CJ Alberts

131 reviews1,083 followers

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June 14, 2024

Miranda July OB tampon user confirmed

emma

316 reviews300 followers

October 30, 2024

dreadful. is the basis of an edgy HBO limited series adaptation that gets a Rotten Tomatoes score of 36 waiting to happen.

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Jonna Higgins-Freese

783 reviews70 followers

May 31, 2024

As so often, I wish I could give different stars in different categories.

July's writing is flawless, propulsive, and laugh out loud funny.

She's telling a story (middle aged mother as erotic protagonist) that is too seldom told.

I read it in one night, staying up until 1:30AM to do so, which for this middled aged mother is a mark of high praise and willingness to set aside other critical tasks that needed to be done early the next morning.

And when I was done I felt like you do after eating too much Halloween candy: it tasted really good at the time, but afterwards you feel kind of empty and sick.

The title of this book could have been _Menopause for POPs (the Privileged One Percent)_.

The protagonist not only has no problems that can't be solved by fucking someone different while having different fantasies, she does not seem to be AWARE of any problems that can't be solved by fucking someone different while having different fantasies.

Actually, she doesn't seem that aware of other people (outside her nuclear family and occasionally her parents) at all, so I suppose it stands to reason that she might not be aware of their problems. That it's not normal to live in a house that's worth $1.8M (an oddly specific number thrown in at random, perhaps to impress us, because financial considerations never enter into her decision-making). That lots of people don't have houses to live in at all. That there are folks whose child care problems are not even partially solved by having a nanny. That, I don't know, climate change is happening.

Maybe part of the radicalism of the book is that it unapologetically puts the problem of women as artists in a misogynistic world front and center. But the problem of wealthy white American women as artists in a misogynistic world is a big problem for those who have it, but not that many have it.

Rachel

Author��13 books1,291 followers

March 2, 2024

Read it all in one delirious day. Extraordinary. Honest. Vulnerable. Funny. Weird. Epic. Thank you for writing this, Miranda July. Your work only gets better as you age.

Paul Bryant

2,365 reviews11.8k followers

January 17, 2025

Oh Miranda what did you do �� I thought I was a fan but this was terrible.

Our two constant companions for this novel are Cringey and Icky. They never leave our side. The “semi-famous artist�� (think “Miranda July��) who narrates this body-fluid-drenched tale wafts around in a hyper-self-aware therapy-besessioned gym-bunnying frequently-massaged chi-centered spaced-out zone of Californian affluence where everyone is a creative but the pine-scented air is thick with that sinking feeling that you are not living your most authentic life. Boo hoo!

So our 45 year old semi-famous artist goes on a sexual quest. But being all about older women, menopause, anti-heteronormality and unfulfilled desire does not automatically translate into a novel anyone would should or could read.

Sample quotes :

Yin-yang and the whole thing. I wasn’t fatter or thinner; I’d incarnated.

I’d forgotten the nonlinear, open-plan quality of lesbian sex, but it came right back. Her orgasms made me think of a whale breaching out of the water

And then some detours into selfhelpery :

If there was anything meaningful about aging, it was tunnelling back in time together, holding memories as a couple so they made a kind of safe basket in a rough and arbitrary world.

I was smiling when I picked up this novel but my smile gradually turned upside down.

One star applied firmly.

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Chris

Author��40 books12.6k followers

June 10, 2024

Yes, there's lots of sex, but what struck me most was how beautiful and moving this novel was about a woman at absolute mid-life and her fears that the second half will be a deep dive into despair and ever lessening pleasures. That doesn't mean that the novel also isn't funny as hell: it often is. The tone is wry and gently comic, and some of the smallest asides had me laughing out loud. But there is a depth to the tale that's easy to miss if you're focused only the narrator's exploration of what she craves physically.

Mikaela Hannigan

25 reviews3 followers

May 22, 2024

One of my first DNF books ever. The book is straight up weird and even if I was 40 and in a mid life crisis, I’m not sure I can relate to this woman at all. She lost me at the tampon foreplay I could NOT. I’m honestly shocked at all the rave reviews.

Zoe

151 reviews1,246 followers

September 9, 2024

bizarre and cathartic. don’t text because i’m going to read everything this woman has ever written

Jenna �� ❀ ��

893 reviews1,724 followers

June 17, 2024

Porn. Let's just call it as it is. This is porn.

Or as we bookish people say, erotica.

Erotica is the Playboy magazine of books. We get to say we got it just for the articles/story. Wink, wink.

I'll admit it, I was hooked. Usually sex between men and women grosses me out and I don't want to read about it. However, being in the protagonist's head, I could not stop reading.

It was kinda like watching dogs having sex, unable to look away but feeling a bit horrified by the act. I mean, they're screwed together for fuck's sake. They cannot escape each other for up to a half hour.

Doesn't matter that they both came (I'm assuming dogs orgasm?) or that the female decides she really can't stand this dude anymore or whatever. There's no walking away for either of them and if the male gets anxious because she's talking too much, it's gonna take longer before they're able to get apart.

Not fun to see but, man, it's hard not to look. And that's how I was with this novel, peeking at the characters, a little grossed out but absolutely stuck watching them.

There's lesbian sex in the second half (our unnamed protagonist is bi) so that was much more palatable though oddly I never got turned on from reading it, ~~didn't feel like masturba....~~ TMI

Like good erotica, there is a plot, there is a story, there's even a message here. It's healthy for women to have a sex drive and there's no shame in being sexual.

Our protagonist is having a midlife crisis which propels her into a somewhat affair. As the book goes on, she learns to free herself, say fuck you to what's deemed normal and culturally appropriate, to find her voice and be herself.

I love how the author doesn't hold back and also how she shows that women don't cease to exist or matter as soon as we're no longer able to reproduce.

This might be porn, but it's porn with a damn good message and is told in such a funny, witty way that is highly entertaining.

See, I did read it for the story 😉😉

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Yukari Watanabe

Author��16 books224 followers

September 6, 2024

I've seen this book everywhere. So I picked it up to see what it was all about.

All I have to say is that this novel feels icky and pathetic. I DNF'ed probably around 1/3 of the novel.

A 45 year-old married woman with a kid believes it's so important to feel beautiful and desirable by men before her beauty is lost. That part is sort of understandable. But, would you just act up without thinking of the consequences? Your actions affect other people's lives in a big way. I wouldn't. But the protagonist does it without even think about it. It's all about her. What she is doing is pretty icky, but she criticizes others' actions as "icky". If your inner wealth looks like this after having lived and learned for 45 years, that's pathetic.

I just couldn't stand being in the head of the silly woman. Life is too short. I want to spend my time reading better books.

Thomas

1,755 reviews11.2k followers

February 10, 2025

I went in really wanting to like this book, given its focus on a woman in her mid-40s and how older women can sometimes be erased in literature and media broadly. There were a few interesting tidbits related to marriage and motherhood and sexual desire in All Fours. But, I largely found the book poorly-written and lacking coherency. I didn’t find the characters well-developed, and the prose and dialogue weren’t tight enough for me. There were elements of the novel that reminded me of some of Melissa Broder’s work, though lacking the incisiveness of Broder’s books that I enjoyed (e.g., Milk Fed and The Pisces). Unfortunately I wouldn’t recommend this one.

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