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26 of 27 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
The best in, July 26, 2002
Fran Lebowitz's "The Fran Lebowitz Reader" is a must for anyone interested in the best in "urban cool" writing. Lebowitz is unusual in being an American humorist of the barbed--not warm and fuzzy, like Erma Bombeck--variety. She lays on the sarcasm and the weary, I've-seen-it-all attitude a little thick at times, but hey, this woman was born in the wrong era and you can't blame her for that. Picture Dorothy Parker come back to life with a fleshier face and uncooperative hair and you have a decent picture of Lebowitz.I can't resist quoting. Some of these are classics that you may be surprised to learn came from Lebowitz: "My favorite way to wake up is to have a certain French movie star whisper to me softly at two-thirty in the afternoon that if I want to get to Sweden in time to pick up my Nobel Prize for Literature, I had better ring for breakfast. This occurs rather less often than one might wish." * * * "There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness or death." * * * "All God's children are not beautiful. Most of God's children are, in fact, barely presentable." * * * "[In grade school,] I believed passionately that Communists were a race of horned men who divided their time equally between the burning of Nancy Drew books and the devising of a plan of nuclear attack that would land the largest and most lethal bomb squarely upon the third-grade class of Thomas Jefferson School in Morristown, New Jersey." * * * "Polite conversation is rarely either." * * * "The only appropriate reply to the queston, 'Can I be frank?' is 'Yes, if I can be Barbara.' " * * * "Looking genuinely attentive is like sawing a girl in half and then putting her back together. It is seldom achieved without the use of mirrors." * * * Well, I could go on and on, clearly, but I'll stop quoting if only just to say that this is the kind of sophisticated humor book you can devour in one gulp--or pace yourself and enjoy it slowly and luxuriously, like nibbling away at a particularly fine bittersweet chocolate mousse. Despite the occasional reference which dates these pieces to their 1970s origin (such as instructions for disco behavior), most of the essays hold up amazingly well because they do the time-honored humorist trick of commenting on basic human foibles. This is a delightful, subversive book.
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