It’s a mix of stories, musing about topics that are important to Amy, memoir, humorous thoughts, and a chapter written by Seth Myers. I love Amy Poehler and always will. And though I enjoy celebrity memoirs, “Yes Please” fails to go deep enough into Amy’s life to scratch the itch of how much I want to know about her. All the more dissatisfying because as an Amy fan, I’ve heard her tell many of thees stories in various late night appearances. And, as a person obsessed with improv, she barely scratches the surface of what improv is for her.
It’s not that Amy is a bad writer, in fact she’s very good. The depth that she lacks in her writing is more than made up for by the depth in her personality. Just like Amy, the book is incredibly charming. As you turn through the pages you can’t help but want to give Amy a hug just to say thank you for being the complex and powerful woman she is. “Yes Please” is not filled with laughs like Tina Fey’s “Bossypants,” but it still endears you to it’s author.
“Yes Please” will likely keep those who idolize Poehler wanting more, but maybe that’s not a bad thing. Yes Please to a sequel.
