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Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs
Over half a million copies sold!
From the author of the highly acclaimed heavy metal memoir, Fargo Rock City, comes another hilarious and discerning take on massively popular culture—set in Chuck Klosterman’s den and your own—covering everything from the effect of John Cusack flicks to the crucial role of breakfast cereal to the awesome power of the Dixie Chicks.
Countless writers and artists have spoken for a generation, but no one has done it quite like Chuck Klosterman. With an exhaustive knowledge of popular culture and an almost effortless ability to spin brilliant prose out of unlikely subject matter, Klosterman attacks the entire spectrum of postmodern America: reality TV, Internet porn, Pamela Anderson, literary Jesus freaks, and the real difference between apples and oranges (of which there is none). And don’t even get him started on his love life and the whole Harry-Met-Sally situation.
Whether deconstructing Saved by the Bell episodes or the artistic legacy of Billy Joel, the symbolic importance of The Empire Strikes Back or the Celtics/Lakers rivalry, Chuck will make you think, he’ll make you laugh, and he’ll drive you insane—usually all at once. Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs is ostensibly about art, entertainment, infotainment, sports, politics, and kittens, but—really—it’s about us. All of us. As Klosterman realizes late at night, in the moment before he falls asleep, “In and of itself, nothing really matters. What matters is that nothing is ever ‘in and of itself.’” Read to believe.
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Reviews
I’m still up in the air about this guy. What he has to say about pop culture — and how he says it — are astute and really well crafted. However, his humorous asides are cheap, pander to the lowest common denominator and are off-putting (at best) to those of us who fall into the groups at which he doesn’t seem to have any problem poking his finger (and a white male finger at that). I’m not giving up — yet — because I appreciate and enjoyed his commentary. I’m hoping that, this being his first work, he grew up — even a little bit — as his writing matured.
By mike_10009
This book was a gift from a friend of mine. Initially, she purchased the paperback version. I can only assume the title of this piece caught get attention. Nonetheless, she didn't finish the book for the same reasons I didn't finish reading: The author reads like a self-righteous, self-important type of Hipster whose self concept is that of a charming and witty intellectual. I feel like a D-bah reading this work silently, let alone out loud.
By Chris Chaotic
The essays on John Cusack and the theory on the Fonz alone make this a great read.
By jaypiv
Tiresome at times, but interesting to see how his brain works
By Cshans
One of the worst books ever. Mere ramblings of someone who thinks himself an intellectual for thinking about shallow culture.
By DrHunnicut