Worst. Person. Ever. Hardback - 2013

Media reviews

NATIONAL BESTSELLER
 
“A satirical, misanthropic romp through reality television, environmental disaster and apocalyptic possibilities. Once again, Coupland...has asserted himself as a documenter of our times and anticipator of societal threats.... The plugged-in consumer-culture philosopher has created a brand of his own, becoming—and, over the long haul, remaining—a thinky superstar for a distracted era. More than 20 years after he became a pop-culture darling with Generation X, Coupland is still innovating—not simply cranking out words and sculptures, but making a significant contribution with astute observations.... As the country’s go-to guy for art, design, and contemporary social commentary, could Coupland be Canada’s Biggest. (Cultural). Brain. Ever?”
 —Marsha Lederman, The Globe and Mail
 
“Worst. ­Person. Ever....is an outrageous comic riot, delivered as a tear-inducingly funny and pitch-black farce.... In its picaresque extravagance, the novel resembles a globetrotting, 21st-century version of Voltaire’s Candide.... Coupland’s eye for the strange, mesmerising wonder of modernity is being put, more than ever, to extremely dark use here. The fact that it is all so demented—and so frequently, belly-achingly hilarious—only makes that darkness all the more impressive.”
 —Robert Collins, The Sunday Times
 
“There are Douglas Coupland novels that feel like a quiet, foggy, West Coast morning spent over a cup of tea. Others are a Zipper ride at a nighttime carnival with a belly full of fryer foods. Worst. Person. Ever. is the latter: flashy, loud, a bit unsettling, and screamingly fun. It gleefully pushes past absurdity into farce…. What follows is a series of mishaps so ridiculous, so over-the-top, the reader simply needs to let go and enjoy the ride.”
 —Quill and Quire
 
“The novel is a scatological bun-fight of excess and debauchery, of juvenile humour peppered with bilious rage at the state of the world…. It’s riotous, frequently very funny….  I can’t locate very much seriousness, but I certainly enjoyed trying.”
 —Martin Fletcher, The Independent