The Bedwetter audiobook

Sarah Silverman fans will enjoy, but not because of the offensive comedy (although it does get very gross and very personal) but because of the heart. The bedwetting and pee factor isn't just for cheap laughs; she is legitimately sharing stories about courage and redemption albeit as self-deprecating as possible. There's a decent amount to learn about the legendary comedian's biography, although it isn't the most profound of memoirs it is an honest account and well-written. The book goes fast, with lots of short vignettes from childhood to college to early showbusiness years. Lots and lots about Jewyness. Unfortunately, some of the guest stars have aged badly in the post MeToo era but it's still an interesting window into the comedy scene of recent years... If you're a fan of the short-lived Sarah Silverman Program, then you'll particularly enjoy her memories. The most interesting, and also frustratingly-badly aged, are the parts where Sarah addresses her controversies. It probably wasn't a good idea to relitigate and defend that time she said "I love chinks" for example. Better to just let it fade into memory, rather than endlessly go over how wrong her critics were and redebate that entire episode of Politically Incorrect. Comedy, of course, is hard to explain and still be funny. She does at least call out "fans" who didn't get the intended irony and laughed at the wrong part. Some lines do go too far, and it also depends on the era, but sorry in the 2021 I must say that 2000s envelope-pushing sure can cringe... (Sarah has by the way since apologized for the racial slur bits if that matters.)So what. It's not the greatest literary memoir of all time, not even close. It's just a fun book with a little bit of depth by a comedian. Still, I'm glad Sarah made this book and joined the canon of other lite celebrity books!

I've always had reservations about this comedian. She seriously grosses me out at times, and already feeling adamant about dumb stuff like Georgia O'Keefe canvases, her raunchiest jokes may often cause some serious damage in me (like, for instance, having a feeble, momentary hatred for women--purely superficially, of course). Anyway, she pushes buttons--but she does this here with, how can I put this: grace. Actual, legit grace. She displays her life openly. Always as an act of bravery, always in a very astute fashion. Dare I say this? It's frickin' good. Even avant garde (!) in its enlightening "Midword" mid-book, a new staple in cool anecdotal storytelling, and its Afterword written by no other than God. This is an above average autobio (the kind which I read every other full moon or so) which doesn't disappoint but rather astound & inspire. This girl is genuinely genuine, likeable, though not wholly relatable. But human. Just the admission to bedwetting, as a constant flaw in her heroic comedian's armor, is one very endearing trait. I said it: Sarah Silverman's first book is a smash*!*& there's less vagina talk here than expected, and an increase in references to ass****s and penises... so that's good.

I wouldn't say I'm a big fan of Sarah Silverman but if I am flipping the channels and see her on a late night talk show, I'll tune in as she usually can get me to laugh at least a few times. She does have a tendency to put her foot in her mouth and has said some pretty offensive things over the years. Fair warning, this book will contain stuff that will leave you shaking your head and thinking "why would you say that?.Given the title, the book obviously goes into detail about Sarah being a bedwetter well into her teenage years and still occasionally having the problem as an adult. While I knew Sarah suffered from depression I didn't realize it was so bad growing up she wasn't able to attend school for prolonged periods or that she was prescribed Xanax at such an incredibly high dosage level. She also talks about how she got her start in comedy and some of the different projects she has worked on including her Comedy Central show. When I read a memoir by a comedian, I'm going to need to find it funny. And in this aspect the book certainly delivered. I read about half the book while in the waiting room of a doctor's office and there were multiple times I had to cover my mouth and bite my tongue so everyone wouldn't know I was laughing hysterically. The humor combined with Sarah's openness to discuss the good and bad things in her life made this one of the better memoirs I have read. Would definitely recommend if you are a Sarah Silverman fan or enjoy reading celebrity memoirs.

Attention pervos: If you are looking for a free photograph of a penis wearing a hair clip, just find a dark corner of your local (preferably indie) bookstore, and flip to page 209 of Sarah Silverman's "The Bedwetter: Stories of Courage, Redemption, and Pee." That's where you'll find the shot of a chunky decorative unit resting on a bed of balls, framed by bunchy boxer shorts and a nest of unkempt, as Silverman would call them, pubes. You're welcome. Silverman's story is equal parts memoir and stream of consciousness. It has a dab of confessional, when she reveals bedwetting that lasted well into her teen years and a prescription that allowed for more than a dozen Xanax per day. How her dad coached her to shock and awe people with her adolescent potty mouth, and that time when she was five and bombed in front of her family with a joke about her dead brother. She writes about her first open mikes, and how her dad encouraged her to drop out of college and follow her dream and the apologies she had to send to Britney Spears and Paris Hilton and how the public outcry was far more fierce in these situations than when the head of Media Action Network for Asian Americans called her out for a joke she performed on the Conan O'Brien show that they deemed inappropriate. The book is pretty self-referential, including email back-and-forths with her editor concerning the title and deconstructing which is funnier: "Pee" (Silverman) or "Pee-Pee" (her editor). There is also the "Can Silverman write the foreword to her own book" debate in which Silverman makes history as being the first HarperCollins author to bestow this privilege onto herself. She also has an unprecedented "Midword" and an afterward penned by God, who rifs on the awesomeness of his invention Cancer. This book has pockets of hilarity here and there, but more often it just has a funny word, or three word combination dropped into a story to keep the buzz alive. Some of it reads like filler. Like maybe Silverman wasn't really feeling the whole "book" thing, and goes off-roading with teenager journal entries and lists of things she did while she was not writing the book ("I Googled myself," "I bought vitamins that stimulate brain function")and how she would like to hold relationship auditions where a long line of men cuddle with her in bed while watching "Damages." She's not, like, MacKenzie Phillips, she admits. And as of the writing of the book, she's never been raped. At least not 100 percent. Although some of her encounters might count as like a 30 percent rape. This book is obviously not going to change the world -- like the time Sarah Silverman got Barack Obama elected. But it's a fun little romp. Of course this book will offend some people. For sure MacKenzie Phillips.

I'm not sure why I picked this book up. I'm not a Sarah Silverman fan--not a hater either, just someone who is ambivalent. Also, the books I read this year by comedians I adore were something of a let-down. So I was predisposed to dislike, if not outright hate, this book. I was pretty shocked to find myself adoring it. From the first page of the foreword, where she correctly ascertained my physical location (on the toilet) through all the funny, sincere self-exposure, this book was great. The chapters were short, the prose was simple, and the stories were punctuated by adorable and funny pictures. It was cool to learn some background on Sarah Silverman, the comedian (family encouragement of her humor, palling around with comics, that sort of thing), but this book really shines as an ode to the art of the showbiz memoir. It is deeply revealing and funny, self-deprecating but lighthearted. It tells a story of a human being with wit, brevity and a comic's close attention to the absurd. Also, there are dick jokes. I would have liked this book even if I'd never before or since heard of this chick. Even if the few chapters devoted to other famous people she knows were excised. Hey Sarah Silverman, this ethnically Jewish neurotic dick-joke-lover thinks you're pretty cool.

Funny, candid, and crude (although sometimes abhorrently), Sarah Silverman is her usual self in this book.

I don't like to brag, but I hate memoirs.This is the first one I've read of my own volition, let alone of a celebrity's, and thank God I have good taste because I loved it.Silverman spares you lots of details and just jumps to the horrible and funny parts; which are the only parts strangers actually care about anyway. Instead of writing about sex or drug addiction like everyone else she decided to write a good book that relays her actual experience of life.And like the first 50 pages are about her wetting the bed.5 stars.

Fished this from a dollar bin, and I was surprised at how much I liked it. The one and two star reviews must be big Journey fans. You might remember that she not so subtly hinted that lead singer Steve Perry said Paula Deen-style racist shit about black people to her after one of her shows. He of course denies it ever happened. I wrote about it back when this book came out a few years ago.The first half or maybe two thirds is a sort of memoir about her life growing up in New Hampshire, small for her age and weird-looking, covered in body hair, surrounded by people right out of an LL Bean catalog, constantly wetting the bed, being mental to the point where she had to leave school for a period of time, experimenting with sex and drugs, getting hung out of a window by a guy, so on and so forth. If only this part could have been expanded to a full length book or turned into a novel or something.As it is, the whole thing, in its entirety, once you get rid of the old Polaroids and that thing a lot of non-writers do where they spend a chapter or two complaining about not being able to finish a draft, and ducking calls and emails from their editor (complete with a supposed actual email exchange), this is only about half a book, and I didn't care for the stuff about her recent career as much. I've never seen her basic cable series that was on Comedy Central and was later canceled and picked up by a gay-oriented deep cable network, but it looks deeply obnoxious.Giving this a four instead of a three to balance out the negative reviews and because the few parts where she actually lifted a finger really, really work. Halfway tempted to give it a five but that would just be wrong.

She's funny; I liked her. I listened to this to learn more about her, and was primarily surprised that the references she routinely makes to being hairy and having lots of dubiously forethought sex, as well as the bedwetting in the title, are all painful themes running through almost her whole life, and she has made substantial comedic hay out of challenges that would be socially crippling for many an average person. Well done. Not to mention becoming beautiful, apparently well-adjusted, kind, and overcoming gender prejudice in her profession while being her own raunchy not-everyone's-into-it self. Exceptionally well done.

Having only read one other book in similar vein, Bossypants by Tina Fey, I have to say this was probably more of what I would expect in a book by a comedian. It had me laughing out loud numerous times, no small feat...but also, Silverman's writing is much more personal (with a notable exception of almost any mention of Jimmy Kimmel) than Tina Fey's. For such a patently hilariously offensive person, it's really nice to sort of see behind the mask or really behind the poop and fart jokes. Recommended.

Other then a couple mini-roles I have seen of her in movies I can't say I knew anything about Sarah Silverman actress/comedian. After listening to her audio book I can't wait to check out her stand up and other television or movie appearances.Funny, edgy, and doesn't hold back. My kind of girl.

The love from her parents and her mom’s attempts to help her hide the bedwetting is what made me fall in love with this book. And if you get it on audible she narrates it, which is just always a win.

I rarely read celebrity biographies, but found Sarah Silverman's The Bedwetter irresistible. Sarah Silverman is the girlfriend of my dreams; someone I fantasize about hanging out with and joking raunchily with while avoiding the shock and awe reactions I usually muster up in anyone who is not a dude.Silverman's The Bedwetter is an example of a really clever way for a celebrity to overcome any hang-ups and insecurities they may have had before or during stardom. A large portion of the biography is attributed to Silverman's problems with bed-wetting throughout her childhood years. While this subject does consume quite a few chapters, Sarah sprinkles in as much humor as possible, which causes the reader to appreciate her nonchalant hilarity more than her confrontation of the bed-wetting trauma.I also love her blunt approach in regards to explaining her sex-life and experience with drugs. Taboo or not, it's tremendously easy to relate to Sarah; after all, we've all experienced the same things, but we just don't talk about it. Again, if Sarah were my pal, I'm sure we'd have a field day with these topics. Sarah compares her sexual promiscuity to the whirlwhind that is the Looney Tunes Tasmanian Devil. Ha!Sarah Silverman's family background and the anecdotes she shares about her family are not boring at all in comparison to most auto-biographers. Without glorifying her parents and siblings to the point where we want to roll our eyes and gag ourselves with spoons due to the gushy sentiments, Sarah explains why and how they helped shape her into the comedienne she is in the most tasteful, humorous manner possible.My favorite part of Silverman's The Bedwetter comes at the end of the book, in which there is an explicit and graphic picture of a co-worker's penis with a butterfly hairclip attached to it. Apparently a woman had lost the hairclip in the writing room, to which the writing team wittily took a picture of it attached to someone's dick, leaving a note about it along with this picture. Hilarious -- especially when you work with a team of close-knit people without grim intentions. Why can't people in the world be more fun like this?The only lag in The Bedwetter are Sarah's thorough and somewhat boring descriptions of setting up and running her television series, The Sarah Silverman Program, which at this time is still ongoing. I know this is all part of the marketing ploy to help promote her series; after all, this is why celebrities pen their own biographies, but a little less business and more humor would have made The Bedwetter simply perfect!My favorite, most memorable Sarah Silverman experiences are her performances in the short-lived Crank Yankers series and her stint in School of Rock as the bitchy girlfriend. I continue to remain a huge fan, she is incredibly hilarious!Read more book reviews at http://dreamworldbooks.com.

I listened to this audio memoir written and read by Sarah Silverman twice-once by myself and then again with my husband. I happily listened to (and laughed through) it both times. I quite enjoy Silverman’s now defunct and oddly hilarious “The Sarah Silverman Program” so I was excited to see this audiobook in my library’s e-download catalogue. I found this memoir to be surprisingly deep and emotional in parts, while always maintaining Silverman’s trademark humor. Silverman’s memoirs are a view into her inner psyche and helped me understand where her humor comes from better. She knows her best source for material is herself and nothing (however humiliating) is off limits for a laugh in her book. I read a lot of humorous memoirs and found this one to be one of the most believable…I have laughed until exhaustion reading Augusten Burroughs etc. but in the back of my head I feel they use real life as a template to embellish on in their essay collections. Pretty much everything in The Bedwetter: Stories of Courage, Redemption, and Pee seems as if it is true to life…no weirdly specific conversations from 15 years ago or tidily humorous stories with a punch line populate her pages; it is hilarious but messily so. I loved learning about what went on behind the scenes at “The Sarah Silverman Program” and it’s great to watch episodes she talks about in the book and feel “in the know” about this joke or that actor’s off set proclivities. On my second listen, I did catch the defensive undercurrents for several chapters towards the end that seemed a bit overdone to me. I consider myself a Sarah Silverman fan and it’s safe to assume she’s writing for a rather narrow self-selected audience comprised of SS fans so I don’t know why she spent so much time dissecting the Paris Hilton and Britney Spears “scandals” for a readership that doesn’t really care. Personally, if I had heard of either of those stories, they were long forgotten by the time I listened to the book 3 or 4 years after the fact. In the end, I enjoy Sarah Silverman more as a performer and writer after listening to her book. Her big heart shines through all her doody jokes and feigned intolerance in this sincerely written memoir.Note to self: I just realized I need to pick up a copy of this next time I’m in a bookstore and thumb through in case there are any pictures in it!