NOSE JOBS FOR PEACE

by Selma Diamond ‧ RELEASE DATE: Oct. 19, 1970

Without the grating glissando of the Diamond larynx--pinioned for all time (by Jack Paar?) as a ""talking Brillo pad""--this collection of Diamond cuttings, bereft of audio, comes off no better than a series of test patterns. The one boffo--""those blond Italian men may have known only five words (of English) but each one had a motel of meaning""; Selma and fame--""It's costing me money. I have to tip more""; Selma and health; Selma and the body beautiful, etc., etc. One wonders where all the one-liners (her erstwhile specialty) have gone. But there are occasional sprightly bits about relatives, and home territory--Brooklyn: concerning the family's welcome of a customer: "". . . if I were around, my father would call me in and I would do the Highland fling. . . the dog. . . would roll over. . . you'd get tea and cake."" Strictly for TV addicts who can supply their own sound and empathy.

Pub Date: Oct. 19, 1970

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Prentice-Hall

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 1970

Categories: NONFICTION