If it’s Kevin Smith you want, it’s all of Kevin Smith you will get in “My Boring-Ass Life: The Uncomfortably Candid Diary of Kevin Smith”.
I’m a fan, but not the devoted kind, so Kevin Smith candidly sharing what time he wakes up and how, what time he takes a dump and how, what time he fucks his Schwalbach and how, what type of hemorrhoid he has and how he deals with rectal pain, what time he sleeps and how is not at all uncomfortable for me. Just tedious and boring.
Yet I read on because the Clerks writer/director/actor is witty amusing flippant profound raw open. He’s a sensitive and thoughtful soul too: his entry on how he was so conflicted about helping Mewes kick heroin is simply moving.
But then his closing entries are just a turn-off. He cyclically heaps high praises on those who love Clerks II and obsessively bitches against those who don’t.