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Dating Your Mom to any page and begin to read; chances are you won't make it 10 seconds without laughing. ("In today's fast-moving, transient, rootless society, where people meet and make love and part without ever really touching, the relationship every guy already has with his own mother is too valuable to ignore. Here is a grown, experienced, loving woman...") A collection of Ian Frazier's
New Yorker pieces from the 1970s and '80s, it's a tremendous book. Frazier is undoubtedly one of the finest living humorists--a Thurber Prize-winner--and
Dating Your Mom is what cemented his reputation. His jokes are turned just so, and if the subject matter can be a little elliptical, (as in the story "Bob's Bob House") that flaw is more than excused by the guffaws that surround it.
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From Library Journal
Something less than short stories, something more than mere jokes, the pieces collected in this volume (most of them first published in the New Yorker ) poke fun at all kinds of cultural pretensions, both highbrow and lowbrow. Among the offerings: a musicological essay that extracts preposterous biographical information from an old telephone bill of Stravinsky's; a literary history of the "age of Niven" that analyzes books by movie actors; and a page from Mrs. Solzhenitsyn's daybook that records such big events as taking Al's old Siberia clothes to the Fire Department rummage sale. Frazier's humor is reminiscent of fellow New Yorker contributor Donald Barthelme's, but is generally less philosophical and more slapstick. It's intellectual, but it's also pretty dumb. Recommended for some fiction collections. Edward B. St. John, Loyola Marymount Univ. Lib., Los Angeles
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