The turning point comes during a strip mall aura reading in Sedona (of course), when Jacobson breaks down crying. By the second half of the book, though, Jacobson settles into a more contemplative voice, and it’s the sections at the end of the book that elevate “I Might Regret This” from a playful, frenzied romp across America to a truly exceptional memoir. Much like when viewing “Broad City,” part of the joy of reading “I Might Regret This” is the scramble to follow along with the barrage of jokes and moments of clarity. This writing style is both thrilling and frustrating. At one point, for example, Jacobson recalls filming “6 Balloons” and being unable to hit breakaway glass with a set of keys, and while she’s explaining this she’s in a field in Southern Utah in the middle of the night, and somehow the whole time she has been joking about a wooden buffalo keychain and Hot Pockets and her reckless alter ego, Babbi.Ī few pages earlier, Jacobson lists “A few thoughts on the 1997 film ‘My Best Friend’s Wedding,’” the first of which is: “How was Julia Roberts such a respected and feared food critic by the age of twenty-seven? Is this possible?” She contemplates later, “Maybe hotels put out so many different-size towels so you have lots of options to cover up light sources in the middle of the night.” Jacobson throws convention out the window, and it’s sometimes hard to keep up with the breakneck pace of her mind. “I Might Regret This” takes a few chapters to settle into.
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