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Posted February 26, 2001
If his name wasn't Steve Martin...
The title is misleading. It should be 'Mostly Pure Drivel.' Steve Martin starts off strong. The first half-dozen or so pieces are laugh-out-loud brilliant. Then, as though he had run out of ideas but had a publication deadline to meet, he slides into humor so forced and abstract as to be not only unfunny but incomprehensible. If most of these pieces first appeared in The New Yorker, I am disappointed at the magazine's lowering its standards. I suspect that had the material been written by an unknown, someone other than Steve Martin, it might have been returned by publishers with letters of encouragement.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.