Yes, Please by Amy Poehler
Yes, Please.
I laughed. I cried. Sometimes I laughed while I cried.
Amy Poehler brings her particular style of tongue in cheek, yet
completely relatable, humor to this unconventional memoir. Unlike most memoirs, Poehler has habit of
jumping around a bit, speeding up time only to slow it down again, however it
continues to make perfect sense; as if a long lost friend is catching you up on
the last twenty years of her life. This
is probably why A.P. makes the short list of my best friends who don’t know it
yet. Wait! You had slumber parties?! I had slumber parties!! It’s meant to be.
Poehler’s writing takes the reader from her parents’ dating years to her birth, through school, into the early (poor and poorly housed) improv years, and to her time on SNL and Parks and Rec. Although, not necessarily in that order. The book contains copious amounts of photos and random handwritten portions. My personal favorite is Poehler’s list of reasons we cry on a plane (the best one, by far, is “We are headed towards our family and can’t stand our cousins”). It’s also pretty worth it to hear stories of Poehler and her (now) famous friends from the days before fame. It’s even better to see photographic evidence of these times.
For the record, I hate book jackets and take them off
immediately. I am almost always
pleasantly surprised by the book underneath.
This was no exception. The cover
boldly proclaims the title of the book Yes,
Please while the back gives the reader a fond farewell with a simple Thank
You. I’m not ashamed to say I whispered,
“No, thank you” when I finished the book.
If you’ve ever laughed at an SNL skit, caught an episode of Parks and
Rec, or kicked back to watch Amy Poehler and Tina Fey host an awards show (the
host is literally the only reason I ever watch awards shows), read this
book. If you like laughing, read this
book. Or if you just want to hang out with
your best friend who doesn’t know it, read this book. Seriously.
Go. Now.
Thank you.
Reviewed by Ashley.
Reviewed by Ashley.