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Product Details

  • Paperback: 295 pages
  • Publisher: Three Rivers Press; 1St Edition edition (June 28, 2005)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1400051754
  • ISBN-13: 978-1400051755
  • Product Dimensions: 8 x 5.3 x 0.7 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 1.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (28 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #404,677 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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From Publishers Weekly

It bodes well that the dedication to this book is laugh-out-loud funny, and indeed, Feig (Kick Me) does not disappoint in this comedic tale of his early sex life, or lack thereof. The author, creator of the television series Freaks and Geeks, was always a romantic, but sex, in many ways, frightened him. As a practicing Christian Scientist, he believed he should not only refrain from sex, but from masturbation, too—yet his adolescent hormones disagreed. His confusion was compounded when he heard a radio preacher declare, "[E]veryone knows that each time you masturbate, God takes one day off of your life." Feig writes in desperation, "Everyone knew this? Nobody told me about it.... How many days had I lopped off my life so far?" At heart, the memoir is a one-note story of sexual frustration. Feig doesn't delve deeply into his religion, his family relations or his life outside of the physical. The book's many flashbacks will satisfy any child of the 1970s (e.g., Feig is wild about roller skating). While his eventual deflowering is anticlimactic, the account of his journey to sexual manhood is witty and entertaining and one to which any former sex-addled adolescent (male or female) will relate.
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Feig, creator of the cult classic TV show Freaks and Geeks, offers a second book about the trials and tribulations of his youth. His first, Kick Me (2002), recounted his hilarious and often painful navigation of adolescence, and superstud covers similar territory but focuses specifically on Feig's interactions with the opposite sex. In a light tone that nonetheless manages to convey the gravity of his actions at the time, Feig recounts his early forays into photography, motivated by his discovery of his mother's fashion magazines, which are filled with scantily clad or naked women. He tells of his attempts to woo a girl three years older than him at the roller rink and a date with the class babe at an REO Speedwagon concert that goes terribly awry. At heart, Feig is just a sweet guy in search of a girlfriend, so readers will be gratified when they get to the last chapter and epilogue to learn about Feig's happy ending. Just as he did in Kick Me, Feig perfectly captures the whimsy and tone of adolescent reasoning. Kristine Huntley
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And most of all, he makes it very funny.
John Cork
This book is about him having sex, but like most guys, he wants it to be right when it happens.
I have both of his books and enjoy re-reading them.
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35 of 40 people found the following review helpful By Slokes VINE VOICE on November 24, 2005
Format: Paperback
"Superstud", the sequel to "Freaks & Geeks" creator Paul Feig's childhood memoir "Kick Me", bills itself as a humorous recollection of the author's struggles dating the opposite sex. For those of us who know about being a casualty of love, there's undeniable appeal to such a project, and Feig delivers with comedy and surprising poignancy on occasion.

But I've always been suspicious of people whose claims of geekdom lead to the golden lights of Hollywood, and that suspicion builds reading this book. Feig claims to suffer the shame of being a geek, but it reads more like he wasn't a jock. He not only goes out on dates with attractive girls, but takes the initiative in breaking up with a couple of them. His lack of sex is something he blames as much on a strict religious upbringing as a lack of opportunity, and his parting thought saying people should just be happy doing what they feel like doing doesn't sound like someone who really knows about suffering over love.

The real story of Feig's frustrations boils down to what he calls "dating math": "She wants me = I don't want her/She doesn't want me = I want her."

So real geeks and recovering geeks should be forewarned. Take it from me: I asked 19 girls to my junior prom before getting a yes. A woman I once declared my love for wound up bilking me out of $265 for an imaginary trip to Rhode Island. I once managed to score tickets to the Letterman show for a girl I liked, only to have her announce in the middle of it: "By the way, this is not a date."

Reading this book, I felt like a 'Nam vet listening to some ex-Coast Guarder tell me about his weekend in Grenada.
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11 of 12 people found the following review helpful By Genevieve S. Gibson on July 2, 2005
Format: Paperback
This is a man who bares his soul in the universal quest to find love. He also shares the shame and the cringe-worthy hilarity of the all-consuming attempts at finding love especially as an adolescence. I think many will find this book screamingly funny as he tells stories of awkward attempts at luring the opposite sex and discovering his sexuality. It is strangely sweet as well because really everyone has been there, (maybe not nearly ending up in a hospital trying out something new) and he reaches the dorky romantic in all of us who just wants someone to hold our hand and love us despite being uncool.
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12 of 14 people found the following review helpful By Chad W. Armstrong on July 3, 2005
Format: Paperback
When the dedication page of a book makes you laugh, you can assume one of two things: 1) either this is as good as it's going to get, or 2) this book is going to be outrageously funny.

Fortunately, it's option #2. I generally take awhile to get through a book, generally taking several months to several years. But this was a book I bought from the day it was released, and finished it in less than a week. Not only was this book fun to read, it made me cringe in places, and often mull over my own life. Paul Feig's life certainly put things in perspective of my own (whether for good or bad).

For all of the detail and writing that he spent on describing his past relationships, when Judgment Day finally came, it almost felt like that the author was just trying to finish off the book. Or maybe I am just waiting for the 2nd part of this story to read how everything ended up in life, between his old friends, his wife, his current life, etc. But perhaps, he might even create a more comprehensive autobiography someday to continue from the time of the early 80s, to his (varying) successes as a writer of various entertainment mediums.
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7 of 8 people found the following review helpful By Trevor Seigler on December 6, 2005
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In Paul Feig's memoir of adolescent lust and desire, "Superstud", he regales us with his lusty tales of ripping the bodices off nubile young women and having his way with them...okay, more like getting stuck watching someone else rip off those bodices. You see, Feig was something of a "late bloomer" when it came to the art of love and sex. The fact that he's willing to talk about it, openly and honestly, makes for a good tale.

Feig starts with tales of his first initiation into the "rope-burn" club (yeah...that...I don't need to elaborate, do I?), which is almost stunted by sudden feelings of guilt over his chosen "self-pleasuring" path. Then he comes into actual contact with members of the opposite species and...where he goes, trouble follows. Not to mention disaster, disgrace, embarassment, and (in one particular adventure) skating all by himself during a "couples skate" due to his inability to find a partner.

Feig recounts all the near-misses and almost-rans of his dash to the "losing my virginity line", but with a wit and gift for narrative that takes you in and gives you a bird's-eye view of Feig's foibles. He finds one girl who wants to go all the way, but finds himself not that attracted to her; another offers to perform "a Lewinsky"; still another leds him to believe he'll have a wonderful homecoming after a sojurn in California, only to cause him indirectly to lose his lunch. And I won't even bother to hint at the self-love method that almost ruins his life.

In the end, Feig does lose his virginity, of course. The way in which he describes it (arranged like a section from the Bible) makes you feel for him, really. It's easy to see why Feig has so much cache in the world of snobby nerds like myself.
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