Went on blind and was only slightly hindered in my enjoyment by the assumed familiarity with the characters backstory I surely lacked.

light and distracting, just what one wants when they pick it up.

stylistically recognizable, but without a context of the current events that's inspired their creation the cartoons are ultimately hollow, pretty pictures bereft of meaning.

Along with its predecessor Auntie Mame, this book serves not only as a window into the realities of Pre WWII travel, it also acts as a rather pointed reminder of the old adage 'the more things change the more they stay the same'. the characters are just as fresh as they were when first written over a half-century ago, and but for the lack of modern technology could have been written yesterday.

Tromping about in Conan-Doyle's playground isn't easy- making a distinctive mark on or with his characters is hard. Mixing in Lovecraftian horror is stupid.

Without wasted words, Christopher once again rips through an action packed adventure.

Accepting as fact vampires are real with no background or explanation is a bit of a stretch when borrowing such a logical and grounded character as Sherlock Holmes.

Unfinished and unworthy crap dragged out of an authors vaults by greedy inheritors. Don't waste your time or money.

Fast-paced and entertaining, I tore through this in a day. While starting with a standard treasure-hunt structure, a de-riguer orphan hero and a slightly clichéd evil corporate antagonist, Cline overcomes these uninspired building blocks with an original conceit that lets a futuristic sci-fi novel be flooded with late 20th century pop nostalgia.

As good as his first novel, mining the same pop culture vein but crafting a new experience. Slightly repetitive with the song title name dropping, but a forgivable sin.

Following in the footsteps of Anthony Bourdain is no easy feet, and Schenker suffers in the comparison. The first 2/3's of the book is a junkie memoir and only the final 1/3 is kitchen lit,for a book that is advertized and promoted as a Chef's story, those proportions probably should have been flipped.

The characters and the plot have potential but the execution falls far short; there are far to many jumps in the narrative and unfinished story-lines to be enjoyable.

Part of a series, dated photos but timeless content.

Light reading that basically rehashes and expands everything that takes place during the silent credit sequence of the movie.

One man's memoir of the personal service industry. Light, informative, and entertaining. Excellent for anyone who deals with the public on a day to day basis.

One of the worst memoirs I've ever read. The author spends the whole book bragging about his sexual prowess and conquests while berating his own father for the same activities. Toward the end he tries to claim moral high ground by stating (I paraphrase) "I did all my oat-sowing in my thirties, you did it while you were married. I'd never do that to my wife and children." Conveniently IGNORING the fact that he was already married and ***ked around on his first wife. This isn't even the worst of his sins. 
He endlessly whines about being disciplined 30 years in the past, even reminisces about how he gets together with friends to talk about their fathers. What the s**t? You are a grown-ass adult who has been to war. Quit bitching and grow up. 
The author moans about his daddy issues so hard that for the first 200 pages one gets the impression that his mother is dead. Nope. She eventually shows up, with no mention of when, why, or if they ever divorced. 
Then there is the section where he disrespects his family by refusing to accept a token award from the Daughters of the Confederacy.
This is navel-gazing, self-aggrandizing, braggadocious bullsh*t from beginning to end by an effete nancy boy. Avoid at all costs.

Modern re-imagining of a comic hero so briefly published that 'obscure' is to high profile a word to describe him. Entertaining in its own right, fascinating once the back-story essays at the end are read.

A collection of cartoons published in the early part of the war, very interesting for the view they present of home life at the time - rationing was a daily worry, tires were worth more than gold, and women were still an unaccustomed sight in the workplace if they weren't behind a counter or typing.

One of the better intro essays I've seen to a photo book.

Contemporary humor can give you a much clearer window into the attitudes of an era than can the tinted views of history.

From this volume we learn: returning soldiers were horny. Women who stayed home were even hornier. Navy men didn't have to shave. 

Kinda sums up the whole war, really.