Rated of 5
by Avid Reader
Pretty sad, really uninteresting reading! This whole scene was trodden up and down extensively in the past. The protagonist has a Russian name Vladimir, but a rather funny sounding surname "Girshkin" (maybe it should have been Grishkin?).
Yet, what's even more horrible the author(Shteyngart) keeps on publishing in the "New Yorker" magazine his spiteful and lame stories about travels to Russia. Everything he sees in the country where he was born really depresses Mr.Steingart, yet he keeps on returning there in search for more undiscovered horrors, unknown to American public. Please find yourself something else to write about, Garik!