I'm not sure how to gather my thoughts about this book.
It begins with a fifty-page introduction that's essentially a biography of Dorothy Parker. It's not very interesting. It basically names names of the people Dorothy associated with in New York (various magazines, literary clubs, theatres) and Los Angeles (film studios) and her many ex-husbands. It's heavily footnoted—at times with Dorothy's witty comments, at times with more information that I don't really care about. The basic idea of it is that Dorothy wrote some stuff for magazines, but she was a lazy, poor, fat bitch who drank too much and could barely keep a job or a man. Also, some stuff about her becoming a communist. Oh, and suicide attempts.
After reading her poems I got the impression that she is one of those people who are famous for being famous. Yes, she has a remarkably sharp wit, and yes, she was inventive with the English language, but as a poet she doesn't have a lot of talent (at least she has the decency to admit it). I would be lying if I said I can't relate to the miserable, speak-her-mind cynic that is Dorothy Parker, but she still isn't very likeable. I can see how her poetry was a tolerable or even amusing as a once-in-a-while read in a magazine, but downing 125 of her poems in a day isn't recommended. Especially the infamous "hate verses," which I found repetitive and lacking in technique.
Even at the best of times her poetry seems naive and amateurish. Rhymes are simple. Meter is either dreadful or sing-song. The endings of her poem can be bitingly ironic, which give them some novelty...again, unless you are reading the entire collection in one sitting, in which case they become predictable. Some of her poems are charming in an old-fashioned kind of way. I appreciate seeing what she does with poetic forms such as the triolet and rondeau.
Everything about this book is done well—the design, the introduction, and the scope of the collection of her little-known poems—but I still can't rate it highly simply because I don't like Parker's poetry that much.
Poems that I liked:
"To My Dog," "Chantey," "Fantasy," "Song [1]," "Rondeau [2]," "Triolet [1]," "Pæan," "Song [3]," "The Passionate Screenwriter to his Love," "Threat to a Fickle Lady."
=10/125 (8%) poems that I liked.