What's New (Since I Died in 1952)?
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Why can't Aunt Fritzi get a sun tan anymore? Did Charles Atlas give up body building to become a fashion designer? Did he then open a franchise of ballet schools? Can we communicate with the dead? Can the dead communicate with us? Did MAD magazine save your sanity? Can telephones read our minds? Would a foot fetishist give up a lucrative academic medical practice to work in an inner-city massage parlor? Can Ruth have a spontaneous orgasm? Exactly what tricks do Sea Monkeys perform? Can you trust a hypnotist? What is the proper relationship you should have with your cleaning lady? Do men ever listen to women? Can four diet pills and three cups of coffee improve your outlook? How about breast enhancers? Can we choose ordinary unhappiness over neurotic misery? These and other questions might be answered in WHAT'S NEW (SINCE I DIED IN 1952)?
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Feb 19, 2012In this funny funny collage from the attic of his brain, Jerry Meyer manipulates handfuls of common iconic images from mid-20th century comic books and magazines. For some, these images will be as familiar as one's own childhood face staring back from a mirror. For others they will seem antique, from another world. They are treated as if the staff of Mad Magazine worked them over during a weekend in an orgone box. No stone of gender assumption is left unturned. The centerpiece is many iterations of an image taken from a magazine ad (for what? Vacuum cleaners? Vitamins? Meyer would have us think vibrators). Two women-- one a weary housewife in a flowered apron, the other her chic cheerful confident friend, are sitting together on a couch. The housewife always says "I don't get it"; the friend has any number of helpful suggestions, all about Topic A. Meyer makes graphic and tangible the fantasies that flicked through the minds of the adolescents who encountered these images... More > first hand, over and over, decades ago. He simultaneously casually informs those too young to have to have seen these before that earlier generations could grasp subliminal meaning and didn't require the head-bludgeoning obviousness used in advertising now. Woven through it, underneath, is nostalgia and love for those who populated Meyer's world in childhood. Not for the first time, he welcomes the dead back into the conversation. Too short, though.< Less
Feb 16, 2012Got Jerry Meyer's book a few days ago and have been keeping it out where we can continue to look and read and digest the hilarious and unexpected juxtapositions of images, ads and essays. The centerpiece of the book "I Just Don't Get It" presents a repeating image over several pages, with hilarious captions, but the contextualizing essay about foot fetish at the end proves that even after looking at page after page of the same image I clearly just didn't get it. This is one of my favorite things about Meyer's work: it presents something (an image, a phrase, a form letter, an advertisement, a comic) that at first glance seems straight forward, but on closer inspection becomes something very different: complex, funny, sometimes sad, uncomfortable, or heartwarming. This is a book for anyone who thinks that art should not only be able to challenge our ideas, but also to make us smile and think.
Feb 9, 2012Jerry Meyer's skills go far beyond visual artistry, as evidenced in this book. His sharp wit and humor make this the funniest read I've had in a long time...I'm talking David Sedaris "Santaland Diaries" long time. Enjoy it - and take time to actually stop and think when you read it. It's worth that much more when you do.
Feb 4, 2012Megawatt intellectual neurotic artist and humorist writes book that will make your drink fly in the most brilliant spit take (or pull out your morphine drip)....i dare you...and don't miss ANY of the fine print...the best stuff....GREAT!
Feb 4, 2012Very funny. What else has he written? At first I thought it was authored by a certain New Yorker writer under the nom-de-plume Jerry Meyer. Then I checked out Jerry Meyer's art website and it is the same person I'm pretty sure. Unless another famous humor writer saw Meyer's art and was inspired by it to write under another name (Jerry Meyer) for some reason. You can't trust what you read nowadays. Everything gets appropriated. It's creepy. Anyway it's very funny. What I mean is WHAT'S NEW (Since I Died in 1952)? is very funny. The rest is creepy.
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- Jerry Meyer (Standard Copyright License)
- First Edition
- February 4, 2012
- Perfect-bound Paperback
- Interior Ink
- Full color
- 0.6 lbs.
- Dimensions (inches)
- 8.5 wide x 11 tall
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