The Dog of the South: A Novel by Charles Portis, 2/5

By all accounts, this book is hilarious, but I did not find it to be so.  Perhaps I did not take to it because it is in that rare category: dry American humour.  The main character is frighteningly unemotional (think Meursault from Camus’ The Stranger) and this, combined with the first person narrative and crazy cast of supporting characters, gives the book a depressingly surreal feel.  I lost interest halfway through and just skimmed through the rest.