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103 of 103 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Say it ain't so, Joe!, February 2, 2000
I was taken a bit aback when I read the jacket of Joe Queenan's latest book. Had Joe taken flight of his senses, buried that hatchet he wields so well, and become a (gasp!) kind and decent person? Would the name Queenan soon join those of Baldwin, Sarandon and Browne atop the pantheon of Famous People Who Do Good Things?The book leads us, hilariously of course, through Joe's quest to become a Very Good Person. Much of Queenan's work consists of brutal hatchet jobs on the inexplicably rich, the undeservedly famous, and the formidably underbrained, a harsh task that he is extremely well-qualifed for (he was born and raised in Philadelphia). So one could look on this book as a tale of a man trying to atone for his misdeeds, a pilgrim seeking the path of enlightenment. As you might expect, the change doesn't occur overnight. Queenan spends six months trying to turn over a new leaf, and ends up eating lots of organic matter not too far removed from leaves, including Edensoy, St.John's Wort tortilla chips, and wheatgrass. He lobbies for the rights of labratory rats and personally accounts for a 5% spike in sales at the Body Shop. As he does in so many of his books, Queenan doesn't just tell us what we should do--he actually blazes the trail for us to follow. I won't go into great detail about Queenan's trials and tribulations, but I will say that one chapter of the book focuses on his noble and lengthy quest to find a rare Elvis Costello CD for a fan who wrote to Queenan and asked if he might have a copy of it. I am a huge EC fan and to my mind this clinched the book as one of the most inspirational I have ever read. The sacrifice, the effort, all to spread the music of Elvis across the land...I was moved. I'll leave it to you to read the book to learn how Joe arrives at his eventual state of grace, one that allows him to once again pick up his cudgel and start smashing again at overripe egos. All I can say is that as usual I ended up hyperventilating because I laughed too hard too many times. Queenan proves that sometimes you not only have to be cruel to be kind, you have to be cruel to be good. And few are as cruel, or as good, as Joe Queenan.
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7 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Funny but Phony, December 10, 2002
That's my three word synopsis of this book and the other Queenan book that I read, Red Lobster, White Trash, and the Blue Lagoon.There is no question that Queenan is funny. I continually drew attention to myself on a cross-country flight by laughing out loud, uncontrollably at certain points. But in the end, Queenan's journey into the world of do-gooders is so transparently disingenuous that I wanted to throw the book into the recycling bin when I was finished laughing--just like I would do with one of his magazine articles. Queenan plays with the behaviors of do-gooders, but never probes the beliefs or motivations of his subjects. A true satirist would find humor in the self-righteousness of some environmentalists, social activists, etc. and not just in the products that they consume. There is a long section where Queenan apologizes for being cruel. He apologizes to Sinead O'Connor for lambasting her in public while privately owning and enjoying all of her records. However, when he recants his pledge to be "good" at the end of the book, is he also taking back his apologies? Were they also a phony exercise designed to get laughs? He claims to drag his family along on these adventures. What do they think when they discover that it was all a ruse and that nothing really changed? If you want read a book that will also provide uncontainable whoops of laughter and genuinely satisfying content, try David Sedaris's Me Talk Pretty One Day.
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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Vintage Viciousness From a Master, July 20, 2000
While this book is not the funniest thing that I have ever read by Queenan, it is still head and shoulders above much of what passes for "humor" on the printed page today.Quite simply put, Queenan is the closest thing our current era has to H.L. Mencken. And as the book opens,this fact is beginning to bother him. As he sinks deeper into middle age and becomes more concious of his own mortality, he worries that he has been too mean to to too many people over the years, not only hurting their feelings but damaging his own soul in the process. He resolves to change his life, and over the course of about a year he attempts to transform himself from a "cynical effete snob", and "a nasty curmudgeon" into "a good person - like Sting, or Susan Sarandon." Despite his valiant efforts,in the end, "sainthood" doesn't take. Lucky for us. Even as he exhausts himself performing numerous SABs and RAKs (to find out what these acronyms mean you'll have to buy the book)Queenan manages to skillfully eviscerate numerous icons of ostentatious public virtue (giving new meaning to the phrase "killing with kindness"), as well as some old celebrity targets who even despite his conversion to tenderheartedness, he simply WILL NOT apologize to. My only real problem with the book (other than paying full hardcover price for something that is a bit on the skimpy side), is that some readers who come to this book without reading any of Queenan's previous work may inadvertantly end up taking this whole tongue-in-cheek exercise seriously, and actually be disappointed at the end when Queenan gleefully returns to his vicious ways. As for the rest of us, it's good to have you back Joe.
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