Author of nine books including Bitter With Baggage Seeks Same--being re-released by Bloomsbury January, 2019. New novel There's A Word For That, coming from Little, Brown on April, 2019
I first fell in love with Sloane Tanen's work when I read the caption above the photo: "Samantha looked around the playground in amazement. Her mother had been right. She really WAS the smartest and the prettiest."
If you thought you had to give up picture books when you graduated from second grade, have I got a treat for you! Writer Sloane Tanen and photographer Stefan Hagen take those tiny little stuffed yellow chicks you can find at Easter and put them in wickedly funny scenarios in gorgeously detailed dioramas. This is the first book in the series BITTER WITH BAGGAGE SEEKS SAME: THE LIFE AND TIMES OF SOME CHICKENS and it's both delightfully bitter and sunny-natured. And who can't relate to adorable little spoiled tyrant Coco who is rarely seen without her tiara and dreams "that one day she would grow up to be a benevolent queen...or a supermodel?"
The second book in the series--GOING FOR THE BRONZE: STILL BITTER, MORE BAGGAGE is equally hilarious. One of my favorite pages shows two chickens peering over the side of the Titanic while a chicken floats beneath them and one of them comments, "I don't know, the last thing he said was something about being king of the world and then I may have accidentally pushed him." No one is safe from the satire including Charles and Camilla, American Idol, and Hooters. And the photographs are so detailed that you can spend hours just noticing things in the background.
I should warn you that, due to a wee bit of naughty language, these picture books are for adults only, but Sloane Tanen has also written a children's book called COCO ALL YEAR ROUND. If you want your child to develop a deliciously dark and dysfunctional sense of humor right along with you, you can read them rhymes featuring the adorable Coco like "I walk down the street with my whole Girl Scout troop. It would have been fun had I not slipped in poop." (I'll spare you a description of the illustration on this one.)
The truly bizarre dioramas featuring zillions of tiny toy chenille chicks are back for more postmodern reflections on life.
Once again, I found myself imagining the author buying cart after cart of these things at Eastertime, and store workers' baffled reactions.
Yes, the "trendy" references are dated by now, but the oddball humor is timeless. I think I liked best the scenes in which the chick hanged herself from a diner ceiling fan because her friend would't shut up about her baby's diapers; and the "kissing cousins" who had a boatload of kids with feet growing from their heads and eyeballs all over their bodies.
This book was given to my wife as a gift by someone who I'm pretty sure only looked at the pictures. It somehow ended up on our shelf among the children's books, which is obviously not where it belongs. But even taken out of that unfortunate context, it's still a shriveled little abomination of a book.
I like to think I can enjoy a bit of dark humor. The problem is, this book is never actually funny. It's just bleak. The central conceit seems to be "people are shallow, soulless and doomed to a life of misery, know what I mean? Eh? EH?!? WHY ARE YOU WALKING AWAY FROM ME!" Juxtaposing that poisonous outlook against cute, fuzzy chickens somehow makes it even more unpleasant.
One star for the illustrations, which if you couldn't read English would be kind of nice to look at.
This is a hilarious coffee table book with adult-ish comments from the characters who are tiny toy baby chickens dressed as humans inside immaculate sets. The sets are marvellously detailed as the comments are acerbic, such as we open to a Tv Night Show, presumably The Carson Show. He is sitting behind his desk looking impatient while a girl chicken (you can tell by the high heels & false eyelashes) is comfortably leaning back with her mouth open as if in mid speech. The commentary below is Carson’s inner monologue: Johnny was losing his patience. This bimbo had been droning on about the war for six minutes now. It was Sweeps Week, for God’s sake! “Let’s hear about your Brazilian wax, honey.” Page after page of laugh out loud situations that aren’t all as racy as the example just given. Great icebreakers for shy guests who are newcomers at your home-held luncheons.
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Si alguna vez has sentido que la vida es una eterna competencia en la que, en el mejor de los casos, te llevas la medalla de bronce... este libro es para ti. Sloane Tanen regresa con sus inconfundibles pollitos, esos maestros del sarcasmo y la ironía, para recordarnos que el tercer lugar también merece su propio podio... aunque sea el del cinismo.
Con un humor afilado “Going for the Bronze” es una colección de viñetas y fotos donde los pollitos no solo te sacan carcajadas, sino que te hacen sentir menos mal por todas las veces que optaste por quedarte cómodamente dentro del promedio. Un libro es perfecto para quienes hemos hecho las paces con la mediocridad... pero con estilo. Tanen nos demuestra que ser un eterno bronce no es una derrota, sino una forma elegante de decir “póngame un 1,0 ¿y qué weá?”.
HILARIOUS!!!! More chickens in compromising positions!!! OMG, if you have not checked out these books (also Bitter With Baggage Seeks Same) please do!!!!
Another review:
What the pluck is that? Still lifes of chenille chickens posed in modern scenarios from artist Sloane Tanen's new book, ''Bitter With Baggage Seeks Same: The Life and Times of Some Chickens.'' Why chickens? ''You can just project anything onto these guys because they're so blank,'' says the NYC-based Tanen. ''They don't look like they're saying anything, but when you read the caption, it's like suddenly that's exactly what they're thinking!'' What's the appeal? The juxtaposition of poultry and ''Cosmo''-girl musings, as in the caption above: ''Maude was peeved. Her 3:30 yoga class was full again.'' Other pics include send-ups of high-end shopping, the Atkins diet, and Jewish dating.
Gosh, I'm so tired of being sad. So sick of being cynical.
What comes after cynicism? How do I get there? Is there a cure?
Consider the fluffy bunny, The perky puppy, The LOLCAT.
How happy they are. How innocent. But how can I learn their secrets?
Shall I lick myself? Shall I poop on the floor?
Maybe I should read this photo book of cute dioramas instead. It's full of adorable baby chickens, teeming with innocence and festivity and googly plastic eyeballs.
Maybe this will be like chicken soup for my soul? But with live fake chickens Instead of dead real ones Or something?
(after reading)
Oh goddammit, that was the wrong book. Now I just want to die and take all you fuckers with me.
Sloane Tanen, I poop on your floor.
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Building off the success and humor of the first book in this "adult" series. Still humorous, although some might find it little more than repetition from the first book. Although, honestly, if you like Bitter With Baggage, how can you dislike this one?
How can these books even begin to be described? I am a big fan of these wacky little chickens and their strange and absurd happenings (though it may bot be to everyone's taste). The humour and still-life-chicken pictures are biting, sharply funny, and dare I say, relatable?
Who would think a tiny fuzzy chicken from a crafts store would be such a big hit? I read Bitter with Baggage previously and had to get this book as well. It's just as funny and made me laugh every time I read it. She's a children's author as well, but her adult books are priceless.