I read the jacket of this book and got pretty interested. I have a very similar background and I was interested to see what effect it might have had on the author.
The book starts promisingly, with an amusing anecdote about why "Hitch" decided to write his memoir in the first place: he was declared dead in the caption for a photograph due to a typographical error. He then spends a few pages explaining how this brought his mortality home.
I wish the rest of the book were full of similar insights, but I struggled to find them. Instead, there is endless name-dropping, lots of quotes that are frequently only somewhat relevant, and no real indication of why I should care.
If you'd like to read the biography of someone who subscribes to the class hierarchy in British society, but claims otherwise while spending 50 pages telling you *exactly* which particular brand of leftism he subscribes to, this is the book for you. It's not the book for me - I couldn't get past page 150.Get more detail about Hitch-22: A Memoir.
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