A snappy UFO memoir-tapestry from a music journalist-turned-publicist.
A nonfiction account of an unruly, largely civilian-based group of investigators, activists, and misfits who pushed for government disclosure of the existence of extraterrestrial intelligences visiting Earth.
In this book’s early sections, public relations specialist Keller describes his background as a journalist covering the Minneapolis music scene (and yes, Prince does make a cameo). In the early 1990s, he decided to change lanes and try to sell a magazine article about advocates urging government officials to reveal “the Truth” about UFOs—one that had been kept hidden ever since the alleged crash of alien craft in Roswell, New Mexico, in 1947. The effort consumed Keller, who came to believe that he witnessed an alien presence as a boy; he was in a park with a friend and saw a red “cherry bomb”–like sphere, which he later interpreted to have been some kind of diagnostic tool. Keller immersed himself in the UFO–enthusiast underground, connecting with the charismatic Dr. Steven Greer of the Center for the Study of Extraterrestrial Intelligence—an organization that believed humans could productively communicate with enigmatic, basically benevolent alien visitors using meditation, lights, and sound. Although Keller’s future wife feared that he might be joining a cult, the writer started working for CSETI in a public relations capacity, which brought him into the orbit of Washington, D.C., insiders, astronauts, shamans, and many other figures. Along the way, mainstream media started taking UFO–sighting claims—and secret government/military involvement in them—seriously, perhaps initially inspired by the popularity of the Fox TV show The X-Files.
In these pages, Keller clearly expresses his anger with both UFO skeptics and overboard conspiracy theorists, noting that many people in the ufology field seem to suspect everyone else of being CIA spies. He also reveals how conferencegoers endlessly promise “disclosure”—someone in the government admitting to the reality of space aliens—but never follow through with providing it. Overall, this enjoyable account free-associates through its colorful narrative in a manner that may, for some readers, call to mind the style of fellow Minnesotan Garrison Keillor (who also makes a cameo in these pages). At the same time, Keller’s narrative voice is effectively reminiscent of the style of the late Hunter S. Thompson—particularly his novel Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (1971), as both books center on smart, savvy individuals grappling intellectually with extraordinary, otherworldly stuff that they just can’t shrug off. Keller’s story is loosely framed by fondly expressed flashbacks of a college Space Pen Club, a jejune campus group known for Dadaist stunts and named for a popular writing gadget. He particularly details his dissatisfaction with mainstream media, especially CBS News, which he asserts is either inept or colluding in UFO coverups; however, he does give props to a 1990s Fox show called Sightings. Early on, Keller also reveals that he initially shunned another key UFO pop-culture touchstone—Whitley Strieber’s popular alien-abduction memoir, Communion (1987)—because he didn’t like the movie version.
A snappy UFO memoir-tapestry from a music journalist-turned-publicist.Pub Date: June 5, 2021
ISBN: 978-1-950743-55-1
Page Count: 370
Publisher: Calumet Editions
Review Posted Online: Aug. 5, 2022
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2022
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
A virtuoso performance and an ode to an undervalued medium created by two talented artists.
The veteran actor, comedian, and banjo player teams up with the acclaimed illustrator to create a unique book of cartoons that communicates their personalities.
Martin, also a prolific author, has always been intrigued by the cartoons strewn throughout the pages of the New Yorker. So when he was presented with the opportunity to work with Bliss, who has been a staff cartoonist at the magazine since 1997, he seized the moment. “The idea of a one-panel image with or without a caption mystified me,” he writes. “I felt like, yeah, sometimes I’m funny, but there are these other weird freaks who are actually funny.” Once the duo agreed to work together, they established their creative process, which consisted of working forward and backward: “Forwards was me conceiving of several cartoon images and captions, and Harry would select his favorites; backwards was Harry sending me sketched or fully drawn cartoons for dialogue or banners.” Sometimes, he writes, “the perfect joke occurs two seconds before deadline.” There are several cartoons depicting this method, including a humorous multipanel piece highlighting their first meeting called “They Meet,” in which Martin thinks to himself, “He’ll never be able to translate my delicate and finely honed droll notions.” In the next panel, Bliss thinks, “I’m sure he won’t understand that the comic art form is way more subtle than his blunt-force humor.” The team collaborated for a year and created 150 cartoons featuring an array of topics, “from dogs and cats to outer space and art museums.” A witty creation of a bovine family sitting down to a gourmet meal and one of Dumbo getting his comeuppance highlight the duo’s comedic talent. What also makes this project successful is the team’s keen understanding of human behavior as viewed through their unconventional comedic minds.
A virtuoso performance and an ode to an undervalued medium created by two talented artists.Pub Date: Nov. 17, 2020
ISBN: 978-1-250-26289-9
Page Count: 272
Publisher: Celadon Books
Review Posted Online: Aug. 30, 2020
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2020
PERSPECTIVES
Sedaris at his darkest—and his best.
In which the veteran humorist enters middle age with fine snark but some trepidation as well.
Mortality is weighing on Sedaris (Theft by Finding: Diaries 1977-2002, 2017, etc.), much of it his own, professional narcissist that he is. Watching an elderly man have a bowel accident on a plane, he dreaded the day when he would be the target of teenagers’ jokes “as they raise their phones to take my picture from behind.” A skin tumor troubled him, but so did the doctor who told him he couldn’t keep it once it was removed. “But it’s my tumor,” he insisted. “I made it.” (Eventually, he found a semitrained doctor to remove and give him the lipoma, which he proceeded to feed to a turtle.) The deaths of others are much on the author’s mind as well: He contemplates the suicide of his sister Tiffany, his alcoholic mother’s death, and his cantankerous father’s erratic behavior. His contemplation of his mother’s drinking—and his family’s denial of it—makes for some of the most poignant writing in the book: The sound of her putting ice in a rocks glass increasingly sounded “like a trigger being cocked.” Despite the gloom, however, frivolity still abides in the Sedaris clan. His summer home on the Carolina coast, which he dubbed the Sea Section, overspills with irreverent bantering between him and his siblings as his long-suffering partner, Hugh, looks on. Sedaris hasn’t lost his capacity for bemused observations of the people he encounters. For example, cashiers who say “have a blessed day” make him feel “like you’ve been sprayed against your will with God cologne.” But bad news has sharpened the author’s humor, and this book is defined by a persistent, engaging bafflement over how seriously or unseriously to take life when it’s increasingly filled with Trump and funerals.
Sedaris at his darkest—and his best.Pub Date: May 29, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-316-39238-9
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Feb. 19, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2018
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