This was a surprisingly sober insight into a facet of Patton Oswalt's personality and past, and I don't really know how to criticize or judge autobiographical work, except on the basis of how well I feel I understood what the author seemed to be trying to say. I think I grasped it fairly well, and particularly appreciated chapters like "On A Street In New Orleans" and "Ticket Booth", which feel strangely raw and revealing.