Trim size: 5.500in x 8.250in
Pub Date: 09/01/1998
List Price: $24.95
Have you ever asked yourself, Am I southern? If not geographically, then deep down, at heart? Or, if I am not southern myself, do I know people who are southern, whom I misunderstand? Is there some authority I should consult?
Crackers. Without this book, you will just flail around in the shallows of Southernity, with nothing solid to hold onto. Roy Blount Jr. puts you in touch with possums, heterosexist dancing, people named Junior, a two-headed four-armed three-legged gospel-singing man, your feelings about the Carter administration. These specifics take you out into the depths.
As a character in Crackers puts it, "I don't read books about the South, but I read southern books. Hoooo, people stealing one another's wooden legs, setting fires, making tarbabies out of one another. . . ."
Crackers is a southern book.
The best of Blount—and Blount at his best.
Page for page, Roy Blount is as funny as anyone I've read in a long time.
Roy Blount, Jr., establishes himself as a major humorist.
—William F. Buckley Jr.
The funniest book I've read in a decade.
[Crackers] serves as a springboard for all manner of wild, outrageous, incisive, iconoclastic observations about the South in particular and the American Reality in general.
This book contains pop zest and folk wisdom . . . deep-dish country humor and acute sensibility. . . . Like Mark Twain, [Blount] pits the sagacity and saltiness of the cracker barrel against the smooth, evasive rhetoric of the soapbox.