Me of Little Faith

Black, Lewis. Me of Little Faith. New York: Riverhead Books, 2008.

Lewis Black takes us on a journey of the religious experiences (or lack thereof) that he's had in his life, and along the way he winds up poking fun at some of the more familiar belief systems.

Faith is an amusing diversion, but it's never laugh-out-loud funny. Like many comedians, Black's sense of humor doesn't translate well from stage to page. Without his trademark yelling, stammering, wild gesticulations, and flop sweat, the jokes are only okay. And while tackling religious subjects is bound to offend somebody, I found most of the pot-shots to be well-worn territory. And he completely steered clear of the real landmines, which was disappointing, as I was looking forward to Black taking on the difficult issues.

Black's theory that laughter and humor prove that there is something greater than ourselves is poignant, if not especially convincing. And perhaps that is the biggest issue I had with Faith: I kept wanting it to be a deep discussion about religion or at least a really funny one.  Instead it only manages to be more fun than going to church.

Extra special praise and thanks to Mark for the giftee!