As to his actual job responsibilities, he finds different ways of ensuring that they don’t get done and that he isn’t blamed for any incidents. Resorting to his own logic instead of common sense, Ignatius spends his workday coloring signs, growing beans, and inciting rebellions. He wanders New Orleans in search of work and takes jobs as a hot dog vendor and at Levy Pants. He is an educated layabout who is shocked and offended when his mother forces him to get a job to pay for car repairs. Ignatius, a self-proclaimed visionary, traps himself in bizarre situations. Most of the laughs that come are of the “this is so ridiculous I can’t believe it” variety. Fortunately, Ignatius is so loud and melodramatic that thinking gets pushed to the side. It’s hard to explain how or why this book is so entertaining it’s such an absurd story and, if you think about it too much, a very depressing one. Then I read it in two sittings and loved it. I knew it had won the Pulitzer (which meant it was either brilliant or dry), but it remained unopened on my shelf.
John Kennedy Toole’s A Confederacy of Dunces was on my reading list for a few years before I picked it up. Even people who don’t like this book concede it’s well written.
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