Frank McCourt’s Pulitzer-winning memoir has a cover that is rather dated. In fact, looking at it now, it reminds me of a lot of self-pub/self-designed covers. While the black-and-white photo is less condemnable than other similar photo-based covers, there’s nothing extraordinary about the artistry. The kid’s smirk and devil-may-care crossing of the legs while leaning on the wall is the best part of the photo. Good thing that’s the focal point.
Yes, I know it’s a memoir. That doesn’t mean it can’t have a better cover. In fact, this is a rare case in which I think the movie tie-in cover is actually quite a bit better than the original.
Again, it’s not a terrible cover, but it’s pretty boring and non-creative. So a steady 5.