Review: This is Where I Leave You
Judd Foxman has hit a rough spot in life. He walked in on his wife of more than a decade, Jen, having sex with his boss. In his marital bed. On her birthday. Then he gets word that his father has died. His father's dying wish is that his family sit shiva for him. Together. In one house. All of them. If that doesn't spell "disaster" for you the reader, just wait to see what comes next in This is Where I Leave You . Jonathan Tropper 's writing is spot-on, chatty without being verbose, descriptive to the point of voyeurism, but in a way only a family can handle. But not any family: the Foxmans. Let me introduce them: Hillary, a.k.a. Mom, a shrink who wrote a seminal book on child-rearing, using real-life experiences of her children written with a frank honesty that to this day makes every one of her offspring wince, and whose breast enhancements seem to want to jump out of her inappropriately low-cut blouses; Paul, the eldest son who helped his fath...