This has some great moments but on the whole it feels a little forced, for lack of a better word. I feel like the whole "dead narrator" thing is unnecessary, though I'm not sure how I'd fix it. When I was on the bus that I read this on, I was having trouble putting my feelings into words, in part because of jet lag. I guess what bugs me is that I do not believe in an afterlife and, though I find Roth's idea of an afterlife in this book a little thought-provoking. but I don't find it complimentary to what is an otherwise really strong narrative about coming of age. Perhaps that's what my problem is.