More Monologues They Haven't Heard Book

Is it because I'm not a man? Is it because I'm not living during the early 20th century? Is it because I'm only in my early 20s? Is it because I'm dumb?
Some of the previous statements must be true, because I couldn't relate to any character in this book.

Sure, I can understand most of them, Williams has done a great job. Their motives and emotions are crystal clear to the viewer...but I couldn't care less.

The washed out, formerly stunningly handsome man tries to make it big, but is bitch-slapped by life and realizes he has not only lost the ones he loves, but his youth as well.
We've seen this scenario many times, mostly in films, and maybe this is one of the reasons that I couldn't engage emotionally enough in this story. It's mostly a character development drama, with a plot I've seen before, and don't care about, and characters that I have nothing in common with.

It's beautifully written and it's apparent that Williams is very talented and did the best possible job in writing this.

Still, for me, it was something that I'll probably have forgotten in a year or two.