Eating the Dinosaur
Chuck Klosterman has chronicled rock music, film, and sports for almost fifteen years. He's covered extreme metal, extreme nostalgia, disposable art, disposable heroes, life on the road, life through the television, urban uncertainty and small-town weirdness. Through a variety of mediums and with a multitude of motive...more
1. You know, if one more person asks me if I still watch The Real World or know that Screech was in a porno, I’m going to scream. No, I probably won’t scream. I’m from North Dakota, a courteous locale, so I will not scream. I will feel embarrassed for the questioner and remove myself from the interaction as quickly as possible.
2. I’m g...more
As is often the case I've been sitting on his first novel, Downtown Owl for a couple of years but have never gotten around to reading it. Looks like I will have to remedy that and pick up a few more of his essay collections in the near future.
Chuck Klosterman's previous series of essays, Chuck Klosterman IV read more like a collection of rarities and half-formed ideas that left me wondering if Klosterman might be more enthralled with his celebrity as perhaps the pre-eminent pop culture essayist alive than being the pre-eminent pop culture essayist.
All those fears were put to rest after reading Eating the Dinosaur. Simply put, Eatin...more
But Eating the Dinosaur has, somehow, taken large parts of my brain--and by this I mean not only or simply objects and topics that inhabit my brain, but THE WAYS I THINK ABOUT THEM--and made them plain, in language that not only replicates my own cadences and ramblings, but refines them to the point where I somehow recogni...more
In reading the 'Easting the Dinosaur' you could say this is just a cheap collection of essays by a guy whose editors told him; "hey it's been a while since you released a book" throw something together quick. I honestly wouldn't disagree w...more
1. Klosterman and David Foster Wallace are right: irony tyrannizes us. But part of the reason that it tyrannizes us is because people will not shut up about it. It's exhausting trying to out-smart and pre-empt every clever person who's ever had a theory on pop culture and society. We all speak in the ridiculous voice of Wallace Shawn: "Perhaps you know that I know that you know that I know." I long for the day tha...more
"So the deeper question is, what's more important, narrative consistency or truth? I think we're always trying to create a consistent narrative for ourselves. I think truth always takes a backseat to narrative. Truth has to sit at the back of the bus." (13)
"People answer questions because it feels stranger to do the opposite." (20)
"Any time you try to tell peop...more
[Four stars for a hilarious essay on Val Kilmer, and for consistently making me laugh without a laugh track.]
I found it somewhat difficult to get used to the writing style, but I flew through it in just under a week. The ideas are compelling even though they are initially somewhat confusing and hard to understand.
There are only six types of narrative conflict, and they’re usually described like this: Man vs. Himself, Man vs. Man, Man vs. Society, Man vs. Nature, Man vs. Machine, and Man vs. God.
Germans don’t fake laugh. If someone in Germany is laughing, it’s because he or she physically can’t...more
In “Eating the Dinosaur”, Chuck is a different writer than he was when most of his current fan base stumbled upon him with “Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs”, his second publication. In SDaCPs, Klosterman was a low culture guru, who molded philosophy around constant references to pop culture. “Eating the Dinosaur” isn’t so lighthearted, and I don’t think it was meant to be, so that’s not an indictment. It’s just not what I’ve come t...more
Anyways. I totally forgot that I had even bought this book until I was on here the other night and saw it in my "currently reading" section, so I figured I'd finish it up.
I don't really remember a lot of it, but there was some good stuff. His football essay felt really timely...it really goes hand in hand with so...more
There isn't much to dislike about EATING THE DINOSAUR, despite that I had the silly, baseless feeling th...more
And that (evidently) is what I want.
I must want it. It must be my desire, because I would do nothing to change the world's relationship to technology even if I could. My existence is constructed, and it's constructed through the surrogate activity of mainstream popular culture. I understand this. And because I understand this, I could change. I could move to Montana and find [Kaczynski's] cabin and live there, satisfied in my phi...more
I really hope the method by which Klosterman constructs several of his essays doesn't catch on, though, the one where he just writes sections in the order that occurs to him and then labels them haphazardly so their linear order could conceivably be reconstructed. For example,...more
Chuck Klosterman's latest book of essays is his best one yet, but the author is not without his annoying intricacies. His use of the word 'iconography', I'm looking at you.
If I had never heard Chuck Klosterman on The BS Report with Bill Simmons, I think I would like him a whole lot more than I do. Also, if I had never read David Foster Wallace and then had the fact that Klosterman desperately wishes to be him pointed out...more
In "Oh the Guilt," Klosterman puts forth the idea that Nirvana really doesn't have much to say, because in lyrics such as "I tried...more
Part of it is just the weirdness of these essays, this book, existing at all. I think the previous books were collections of pieces that he'd written for other jobs-- Spin, Esquire, whatever. But this one, at least as far as I can tell, eshews that to go for new content. And who has time for that?
I would flip to more interresting sections (breaking outside the convention that all should be read sequentially), but then stuff would get stale again and I would set it down.
After sixteen pages of stale chips, I set it down forever. It's now in my hubby's collection of things he's reading. He s...more
I've liked all other Klosterman books I've read, but this one was just not up to standards. First off, it might be mildly interesting if I had read it in 1982 (which would be a feat as I would have been -3 years old). I don't care to read about football and basketball stars of the 80s. Also, who writ...more