Just Above Sunset
May 1, 2005 - Deja vu and existentialism in Westwood
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May 2, 2005 By Bob Patterson Attending the Los Angeles
Festival of Books has become an annual tradition for the Book Wrangler and this year in addition to the usual items that were
part of the routine, we learned that Steve Almond, author of The Evil B. B. Chow was going to be doing a signing for the folks
at the Book Soup display, so we scheduled a visit to see him. Since, in the past, we
had written a book review that he didn’t like, we weren’t too sure how the meeting would go. Heck, if he really didn’t like it and decked me, that would bring lots of publicity for his book
and my reviewing skills, so we walked up to him, stuck out our hand and re-introduced ourselves. We learned that one of
Almond’s (many) notable achievements was an article about bad reviews. Isn’t
there a bit in How To Win Friends and Influence People that advises folks who are
handed a lemon, that they should make lemonade and sell it? Well, Almond must
have read that book because that’s what he did. Writing a review for someone
who is a friend of a friend or relative is a dicey business and we’ll have to keep that lesson in mind when we write
the review of Jack Dann’s The Rebel, which is a fictional account of what
it would have been like if James Dean had lived through the auto accident of September 30, 1955, because if we good again,
we might offend a mutual friend. Andrea Peters, whom we met at the Mystery Book Store in Westwood, the night before the Festival opened, has done something that everyone
advised him not to do. The conventional wisdom in the publishing industry is
that an author must never release two books simultaneously. Peters is a rookie
novelist who has chosen to make his debut with the publication of two mysteries, Four
Crows and I’m Sorr … Love, Anne, concurrently. He reports that not only are both selling well, but the daring opening gambit is generating publicity because
when anyone does what isn’t/hasn’t/can’t be done, that’s news. We took a picture of Craig
at Vagabond Books because that’s part of our Book Festival tradition. We went to the exhibit
table for the Santa Monica Press, as we do every year, and learned that this year’s most coveted item (I’ll have
to send for a review copy) being offered by them is Elvis Presley Passed Here by
Chris Eping. This new volume is the latest in the series of books that catalogue
locations where the most significant (it must be true if it says so in a press release) events in American popular culture
took place. Such as? The park in
Los Angeles where Elvis and his entourage used to play touch football? Stuff
like that. This year Santa Monica
Press is also publishing Atomic Wedgies, Wet Willies & Other Acts of Roguery by
Greg Ananbaum and Dan Martin. When was the last time you delivered a noogie to
your brother? We’ll send for a
review copy of French for Le Snob: Adding Panache to your Everyday Conversations by
Yvette Reche to give to the beloved editor and publisher of Just Above Sunset online
magazine because he’d love it, n’est-ce pas? We also learned that L. A. Noir - The City as Character by Alan Silver and James Ursini will be published
later this year. It is unfortunate that it will not be available sooner because
the Film Noir Film Festival in Palm Springs (called Poodle Springs by Raymond Chandler) will be held June 3-5 this year. Ever notice how all the
stories at Halloween are about haunted houses? Nature lovers never get to share
in the ghoulish fun. That will change when folks see Haunted Hikes: Spine-Tingling Tales and Trails from North America’s National Parks by Andrea Lankford. Terrific! Now, if I go for a walk in
the woods I have to worry about bears and ghosts? Yikes! Next thing you know there will be haunted parking spaces. One of the new things exhibits
we enjoyed greatly this year at the Festival of Books was the display by Tachen Books. This German publisher is expanding into the USA with many of the books
we’d like to buy. If we ever win the California lottery, we will buy a
big house and make one room the Tachen Library Room and start to fill it up with all their books. Many of their books are about art, pop culture, or kinky stuff. Until
we win that lottery we will have to be content with browsing through their Summer catalogue.
While attending the Festival
and assorted related events we were reminded that the Mystery Writers of America has a Southern California branch and we should remind our LA based readers of that fact. We don’t have cable
TV but we did learn that we can find out just what we are missing by checking in with their website. That makes us wonder if they have/need a book columnist? We missed out on one part
of our annual Book Festival inspection tour because we missed our chance to speak with Mark Haskell Smith, and find out about Delicious which has just been published. Does the fact that we go
to the L. A. Festival of Books every year and do just about the same thing while there, mean we are in a rut? Maybe it’s time to think of doing a column about a book reviewer taking a look at the annual 24 hour endurance race at Le Mans. If we hurry we may
be able to get a press pass and attend this year’s competition. There seems
to be a great many books available about cars and racing, so why not cover Le Mans, eh?
Stay tuned for further developments in future installments of this weekly feature in Just
Above Sunset online magazine. In Lyrical and Critical
Essays (Edited by Philip Thody and translated by Ellen Conroy Kennedy) Albert Camus wrote (on page 200 in the Vintage
book paperback edition): “Similarly, the reflections on time, represented
in an old woman trotting aimlessly along a narrow street, are, taken in isolation, among the most telling illustrations of
the philosophy of anguish as summarized in the thought of Kierkegaard, Chestov, Jaspers, or Heidegger.” So when you read a novel go slowly or else you might miss the existentialist subtext. In the Peanuts comic strip
in the Los Angeles Times, Friday, April 29, 2005, even Marcie waxes philosophical in an existential manner when she says to
Peppermint Patty: “We wonder why we were put her on this earth...” If an old woman trotting
down a narrow street is profound, just think how life affirming it must be to go down the Mulsanne strait at over 200 mph. Now, if the disk jockey
will play the sound track album from A Man and A Woman, we’ll have the pit
crew put on the sunshine tires and we’ll zoom out of here at high speed. Come
back again next time. Until then, burn rubber and have a checkered flag type
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