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Out of My Skin
Los Angeles. A would-be movie reviewer, looking for romance, takes an assignment to write a magazine article about celebrity look-alikes. After getting to know a Steve Martin impersonator, the writer decides to undertake his own process of transformation and becomes not Steve Martin but a version of him—graceful, charming, at home in the world. Safe in the guise of “Steve,” he begins to fall in love. And that’s when “Steve” takes over. Set in the capital of illusion, this is a story of one man’s journey into paradise—and his attempt to come out the other side.
211 pages, Paperback
First published February 3, 2009
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February 18, 2009
A dude whose name might be Jack moves from New York to Los Angeles. He’s lonely. He says “yes” to every invitation extended to him as a means for meeting people and figuring out his place in his new life situation. Boy meets girl. Boy dates girl. He also meets a Steve Martin impersonator and becomes unusually fascinated with the lifestyle of a celebrity impersonator. He decides to “become” Steve. Once he achieves ultimate Steve-dom, he tries to stop and realizes he can’t. Steve Martin’s Steveness has possessed him. What next?
I casually read this book, which wasn’t difficult to do, because it’s short and written conversationally. And even though the book explores some philosophical concept of being and self awareness and it probably deserved to be read with more care, I didn’t give it my all because it was a relatively easy read and the message didn’t resonate with me.
To make a silly analogy, it’s like being single and meeting someone who really knocks your socks off both physically and emotionally and yet you can’t seem to commit to them because you’re still working out some of the baggage from your last romantic entanglement and/or focusing on school, your career, etc. and so you sleep with them a couple times like it doesn’t mean anything and as soon as it starts to get a little intense, you start ignoring their calls, even though you feel like your future self may end up paying the ultimate price of loneliness for blowing it with this person.
And so depending on what’s going on in your life at any given moment, you may or may not be open to any given message from whatever source it may come from. While reading this book, I recognized that there have been certain moments of my life where I would have enjoyed this book but that right now was not one of them.
So I’m giving it three stars.
I casually read this book, which wasn’t difficult to do, because it’s short and written conversationally. And even though the book explores some philosophical concept of being and self awareness and it probably deserved to be read with more care, I didn’t give it my all because it was a relatively easy read and the message didn’t resonate with me.
To make a silly analogy, it’s like being single and meeting someone who really knocks your socks off both physically and emotionally and yet you can’t seem to commit to them because you’re still working out some of the baggage from your last romantic entanglement and/or focusing on school, your career, etc. and so you sleep with them a couple times like it doesn’t mean anything and as soon as it starts to get a little intense, you start ignoring their calls, even though you feel like your future self may end up paying the ultimate price of loneliness for blowing it with this person.
And so depending on what’s going on in your life at any given moment, you may or may not be open to any given message from whatever source it may come from. While reading this book, I recognized that there have been certain moments of my life where I would have enjoyed this book but that right now was not one of them.
So I’m giving it three stars.
February 1, 2013
This book seemed like a natural for me: Guy becomes a Steve Martin impersonator. Quirky, literary fiction, right? Well, I have to say, I was pretty disappointed.
It did make me think a bit about protagonists. I read a lot of books with snarky, neurotic heroes. You know, guys like me. But I also enjoy books with narrators who I'd like to be, at least vicariously. This protagonist was neither. On the surface, the main character is a lot like me: movie-obsessed magazine writer named Jack who moves from New York to L.A. and is trying to meet girls. But I kept thinking, I would not want to hang out with this dude. He's boring, passive, shallow.
So maybe becoming Steve Martin will spice things up. But it absolutely doesn't. The key thing about Steve Martin is that he's funny. Very, very funny. And this book is not at all funny. It's as if the author is only familiar with elder-statesman, art collector. Grand Canyon instead of Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid.
And then he tries to get all deep. Except the character (or the author?) isn't a very insightful person. So what we end up with is warmed over New Age babble as the character wanders through PG-rated Eyes Wide Shut settings and a few too many descriptions of food preparation.
I didn't hate the book. I liked "hanging out" in Los Angeles and I appreciate what Haskell was attempting: an exploration of identity and what's left when you strip away yourself. I feel like this could've been something pretty special. But instead I'd recommend reading Steve Martin's Born Standing Up.
It did make me think a bit about protagonists. I read a lot of books with snarky, neurotic heroes. You know, guys like me. But I also enjoy books with narrators who I'd like to be, at least vicariously. This protagonist was neither. On the surface, the main character is a lot like me: movie-obsessed magazine writer named Jack who moves from New York to L.A. and is trying to meet girls. But I kept thinking, I would not want to hang out with this dude. He's boring, passive, shallow.
So maybe becoming Steve Martin will spice things up. But it absolutely doesn't. The key thing about Steve Martin is that he's funny. Very, very funny. And this book is not at all funny. It's as if the author is only familiar with elder-statesman, art collector. Grand Canyon instead of Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid.
And then he tries to get all deep. Except the character (or the author?) isn't a very insightful person. So what we end up with is warmed over New Age babble as the character wanders through PG-rated Eyes Wide Shut settings and a few too many descriptions of food preparation.
I didn't hate the book. I liked "hanging out" in Los Angeles and I appreciate what Haskell was attempting: an exploration of identity and what's left when you strip away yourself. I feel like this could've been something pretty special. But instead I'd recommend reading Steve Martin's Born Standing Up.
March 9, 2009
I was looking at reviews of this on-line & came across the description of this book as a brilliantly muted second novel. I think that is a most awesome description of this book. (And so much more poetic than the description I was batting around in my head which was along the lines of 'insistently bland'.)
The basic plot of the story is Jack Haskell is a writer who breaks up with a woman and decides to move from New York to L.A. When he gets there he interviews a Steve Martin impersonator and something about this impersonator strikes a cord with Jack - and when Scott (the impersonator) picks up and heads for Arizona, Jack begins to step into the role of his Steve Martin-ness.
This book just drips with identity crisis and for some twisted reason reminded me of Virginia Woolf a few times. (Which makes me want to reread To The Lighthouse again to find out if there is truth in my resonance.)
I had a hard time making myself pick this book up and read it even though it could easily be read in one night. Is it because this book spoke too well to the feeling of terrible isolation that lurks in my soul? Does it strike that chord of not really knowing who I am a little too loud? I think so many of us are confused about who we are and the nakedness of this stripped character was a little hard to face. I don't know. It's without a question a good book - but I can't say I enjoyed it.
The basic plot of the story is Jack Haskell is a writer who breaks up with a woman and decides to move from New York to L.A. When he gets there he interviews a Steve Martin impersonator and something about this impersonator strikes a cord with Jack - and when Scott (the impersonator) picks up and heads for Arizona, Jack begins to step into the role of his Steve Martin-ness.
This book just drips with identity crisis and for some twisted reason reminded me of Virginia Woolf a few times. (Which makes me want to reread To The Lighthouse again to find out if there is truth in my resonance.)
I had a hard time making myself pick this book up and read it even though it could easily be read in one night. Is it because this book spoke too well to the feeling of terrible isolation that lurks in my soul? Does it strike that chord of not really knowing who I am a little too loud? I think so many of us are confused about who we are and the nakedness of this stripped character was a little hard to face. I don't know. It's without a question a good book - but I can't say I enjoyed it.
December 29, 2018
With a feel of the L.A. novels by Nathanael West and Chandler and John Fante and Steve Erickson - and a feel wholly original and wonderful - Haskell's 3rd book is full of personal angst and self-hatred and discovery and the weirdness of the city. It is an exploration of the self, a venture into who we are, who we would like to be, and ultimately what we choose to embrace about ourselves. Meditative, with the relationships and acquaintances people in L.A. make in their late twenties/early thirties before marriage and children and a steady job: a life before you have people who need you and depend on you and before responsibility to others is your main concern. It's a hard life, but it's also a life with freedoms that are afforded to one that never come again. It is a time of youth, and time, when rumination can became as much a full-time occupation as anything else. John Haskell captures this, and much, much more.
December 7, 2021
A fun novel. I was obsessed with Steve Martin when I was a child. I even made my parents buy me a white suit like he used to wear in for his stand up. So this book was even better because when his walk, or a prop was mentioned I could actually picture it in my mind.
So, Steve Martin... he's not actually in the story, but half of it is kind of about him.
A writer moves from NY to LA and befriends a Steve Martin impersonator. From that relationship, the main character realizes that if he 'puts on' the Steve Martin persona, he becomes a better person. At least in the beginning.
Thought provoking and hilarious at times, I highly recommend this one.
So, Steve Martin... he's not actually in the story, but half of it is kind of about him.
A writer moves from NY to LA and befriends a Steve Martin impersonator. From that relationship, the main character realizes that if he 'puts on' the Steve Martin persona, he becomes a better person. At least in the beginning.
Thought provoking and hilarious at times, I highly recommend this one.
February 23, 2024
Suuuuuper interesting concept, but I wish the author committed more to the Steve Martin possession of jt all. The tangents got to be distracting, and I don’t think it would’ve landed as well for a non-LA person??
I still think Nathan Fielder should get his hands on this.
I still think Nathan Fielder should get his hands on this.
June 15, 2009
I really wanted so much to like this. It had been recommended on the Very Short List daily blurb and it looked very interesting. And while it wasn't terrible, it wasn't the quality work that I was hoping for.
It's the story of a loner, a writer, who becomes attracted to the concept of being somebody else ... or at least pretending to be somebody else.
While we get no sense of the character actually being in any way like Steve Martin, we do definitely get the sense that he feels he has captured many great essences of being Steve Martin. In this way, the book is just fine.
The problem, as I read it, is in the style. Haskell's style is very conversational, but not as in two friends meeting on the street conversational. Imagine going to a party and seeing some guy sitting in the corner whom no one is talk to. He looks intelligent and insightful and so you strike up a "hello." Two hours later, he has droned on about nothing in particular and you wish you could get away and you regret having said hello. It is that style of conversational.
Haskell's main character is not only so bland that the only way he can imagine to be somebody worth noting is to be somebody else, he is the sort of person who watches a Houdini-wanna-be (another person with no real identity of his own) and is disappointed when he survives his stunt.
If you are uncomfortable in your own skin, perhaps this reaches out to you. In some ways, I can identify. I think I was 'here' some 20-30 years ago. But I've moved on. Haskell needs to do the same.
It's the story of a loner, a writer, who becomes attracted to the concept of being somebody else ... or at least pretending to be somebody else.
While we get no sense of the character actually being in any way like Steve Martin, we do definitely get the sense that he feels he has captured many great essences of being Steve Martin. In this way, the book is just fine.
The problem, as I read it, is in the style. Haskell's style is very conversational, but not as in two friends meeting on the street conversational. Imagine going to a party and seeing some guy sitting in the corner whom no one is talk to. He looks intelligent and insightful and so you strike up a "hello." Two hours later, he has droned on about nothing in particular and you wish you could get away and you regret having said hello. It is that style of conversational.
Haskell's main character is not only so bland that the only way he can imagine to be somebody worth noting is to be somebody else, he is the sort of person who watches a Houdini-wanna-be (another person with no real identity of his own) and is disappointed when he survives his stunt.
If you are uncomfortable in your own skin, perhaps this reaches out to you. In some ways, I can identify. I think I was 'here' some 20-30 years ago. But I've moved on. Haskell needs to do the same.
October 16, 2016
Very thin plot. Man moves to LA, tries to impersonate Steve Martin, has sex with a girl. It's his thoughts that hold the book together. If you are interested in books where things happen, this is definitely not it. Much more of a philosophical novel. Because I am interested in his thoughts about identity and self, I will reread.
On second reading, I think I understand a bit more what Haskell is trying to do. His notions of lack of self, flow are somewhat like Buddhist philosophy although he doesn't hit you over the head with that.
Still the moment by moment recounting of banal thoughts and actions bored me more often than not.
Many others have spoken of his command of language and he is certainly clear and precise, and I guess that is rare enough that it merits praise, but there was nothing surprising or startling in the way he uses language.
On second reading, I think I understand a bit more what Haskell is trying to do. His notions of lack of self, flow are somewhat like Buddhist philosophy although he doesn't hit you over the head with that.
Still the moment by moment recounting of banal thoughts and actions bored me more often than not.
Many others have spoken of his command of language and he is certainly clear and precise, and I guess that is rare enough that it merits praise, but there was nothing surprising or startling in the way he uses language.
August 15, 2020
Really wanted to like this book, seemed like an intriguing concept. But I was really disappointed by this. It was just bad.
The book mainly focuses on the topic of identity and how decisions affect who we are. But Haskell simplified such a complex topic down to a numb, bland story. Rarely did emotions flow from the pages. And worst of all with a story so focused on internal conflict, I felt like I barely saw the true internal state of the main character. The author constantly relied on unnecessarily long allusions to movies and plays to describe the main characters journey, and it diluted the thoughts and feelings of the protagonist. To add insult to injury, the author focused so much on unnecessary detail and description, making the writing seem lazy and ultimately boring.
Overall this could’ve been a much better, but it is what it is I guess.
The book mainly focuses on the topic of identity and how decisions affect who we are. But Haskell simplified such a complex topic down to a numb, bland story. Rarely did emotions flow from the pages. And worst of all with a story so focused on internal conflict, I felt like I barely saw the true internal state of the main character. The author constantly relied on unnecessarily long allusions to movies and plays to describe the main characters journey, and it diluted the thoughts and feelings of the protagonist. To add insult to injury, the author focused so much on unnecessary detail and description, making the writing seem lazy and ultimately boring.
Overall this could’ve been a much better, but it is what it is I guess.
May 16, 2009
I absolutely LOVED this book. Maybe because I kept getting frustrated with the main character, who while trying to loose himself, he finds "Steve". I related more than I like to admit to the main character. Not liking where you are, or who you have become, to realize that being someone else is no better.
this book has such great moments, where you love that he is not afraid of the awkwardness, or where you are mad cause he just can't see what is in front of him.
It starts out with a writer, who is writing about a Steve Martin impersonator. But he realized that you don't need to look the part, it is all in the action. So he adopts "Steve" .
Absolutely loved this, so understand that some just wont get it, but I surely did. Awesome.
this book has such great moments, where you love that he is not afraid of the awkwardness, or where you are mad cause he just can't see what is in front of him.
It starts out with a writer, who is writing about a Steve Martin impersonator. But he realized that you don't need to look the part, it is all in the action. So he adopts "Steve" .
Absolutely loved this, so understand that some just wont get it, but I surely did. Awesome.
June 12, 2013
I liked this book for several reasons:
1. It examines the ways in which we use performance and impersonation in our daily social interactions.
2. There's a sequence involving a Houdini impersonator at Santa Monica Pier that is both haunting and morbidly funny.
3. The ending is satisfying.
4. As I recall, the penultimate chapter takes place at a taco stand that's down the street from my apartment.
I would consider revisiting this book in a few years.
1. It examines the ways in which we use performance and impersonation in our daily social interactions.
2. There's a sequence involving a Houdini impersonator at Santa Monica Pier that is both haunting and morbidly funny.
3. The ending is satisfying.
4. As I recall, the penultimate chapter takes place at a taco stand that's down the street from my apartment.
I would consider revisiting this book in a few years.
April 5, 2009
I really thought I was going to like this novel. The whole Steve Martin impersonator thing hooked me, and I was further enticed with the narrative voice that Haskell creates for his narrator. However, I quickly grew tired of the narrator's neuroses and the author's repeated mining for thematic support. [ full review ]
July 12, 2013
At first I liked the flat, affectless writing style, and the slightly weird story of a guy who wants to impersonate a Steve Martin impersonator. But then that story thread peters out. The writing became annoying bordering on pretentious. Nothing happens and I kind of wanted to punch the narrator in the spleen and tell him to shut up already.
September 29, 2009
Don't even bother... it just feels like a jumble of disconnected memories and musings. Ironically, it reminded me of the Steve Martin movie LA Story - feels like chaos while it's happening, but you're sure there's a point somewhere... then you get to the end and realize that maybe there wasn't.
July 16, 2009
Achingly simple but profound prose that elevates the everyday to the sublime. The ending of this slim volume sooo earns the title that I am left in awe. This is an author in gentle but firm command of his material.
September 26, 2009
Fantastic. Got to go back now and finally read American Purgatorio. Totally recommend this.
June 5, 2009
You'd think a book about a Steve Martin impersonator would be more fun than this one.
May 22, 2021
I believe the author was on drugs when he wrote this book. The book had potential, but it was mostly insane ramblings. I did learn about the Watts Towers from reading this book. I searched online and found out more about them. Very interesting pieces of art.
August 22, 2018
Meh, not my style.
June 25, 2021
1.5 ⭑
September 3, 2024
I guess this is what happens when psychologists write fiction?
January 13, 2024
This book was like a car crash; awful, but for some reason I couldn’t look away.
Heres a more accurate summary: a book where absolutely nothing happens, and Steve Martian is mentioned occasionally.
Was almost fun to read.
Almost.
Heres a more accurate summary: a book where absolutely nothing happens, and Steve Martian is mentioned occasionally.
Was almost fun to read.
Almost.
January 29, 2022
I definitely need to give it another read. I took a bit of a hiatus between starting and finishing this one, which I might be able blame on my adhd, but it may have also dipped off for a bit. But I've committed to finishing things I've started this year and I'm glad I picked it back up. I found the ending both bizarre and enchanting. And if I recall correctly, most of the book was pretty bizarre, so it all tracks. It's definitely different, and will probably resonate with anyone struggling with figuring out who they are... which is a lot of us sometimes.
May 23, 2010
This book is supposed to have some kind of lesson, I take it, that it is better to be authentic even if it makes you worse off in some respects. Or, in any case, that is the 'moral of the story' that the author basically underlines and highlights throughout the whole book, to the point that it becomes as annoying as when adults used to tell you to 'be yourself' as if that gave you any deliberative guidance. When the main character is being 'Steve' there is a vague unease, and when he is 'himself' we're supposed to feel more comfortable even if the actual consequences of this are seemingly worse.
But oddly, I found myself taking the opposite lesson despite the obvious intention of driving this 'after school special' message home. The main character is whiny and neurotic, so he starts acting like Steve Martin, who is awesome, and in these moments the Jack/Steve mix seems like a pretty interesting and engaging character. I say, he ought to cultivate that! Why the main character feels the need to give up on Steve is a mystery to me, the revision seemed like an improvement so the book fails to make the case for the value of authenticity, even though that's ostensibly the whole point of the book.
But oddly, I found myself taking the opposite lesson despite the obvious intention of driving this 'after school special' message home. The main character is whiny and neurotic, so he starts acting like Steve Martin, who is awesome, and in these moments the Jack/Steve mix seems like a pretty interesting and engaging character. I say, he ought to cultivate that! Why the main character feels the need to give up on Steve is a mystery to me, the revision seemed like an improvement so the book fails to make the case for the value of authenticity, even though that's ostensibly the whole point of the book.
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February 27, 2009Read the STOP SMILING interview with Out of My Skin author John Haskell:
In John Haskell’s first novel, American Purgatorio, the main character Jack, who is strikingly similar to the author, drives from New York to California searching for his wife, Anne. As with all great stories, the journey is about more than the search for one person, place or thing — it’s about remembering why finding someone, someplace or something is important to begin with.
You can tell by looking at Haskell in conversation that he not only knows people and how to read them, but also the motivations for the things we do in life. Like some being looking down on us from space, Haskell (with whom I share no relation) traces our behavior in his novels like we trace the movements of the night sky on charts.
Read the complete STOP SMILING interview with John Haskell...
In John Haskell’s first novel, American Purgatorio, the main character Jack, who is strikingly similar to the author, drives from New York to California searching for his wife, Anne. As with all great stories, the journey is about more than the search for one person, place or thing — it’s about remembering why finding someone, someplace or something is important to begin with.
You can tell by looking at Haskell in conversation that he not only knows people and how to read them, but also the motivations for the things we do in life. Like some being looking down on us from space, Haskell (with whom I share no relation) traces our behavior in his novels like we trace the movements of the night sky on charts.
Read the complete STOP SMILING interview with John Haskell...
February 19, 2009
I love this guy. This book, like I Am Not Jackson Pollock, concerns outer appearance and inner desire and how this all relates to the formation of one's identity. The plot concerns a man who moves to LA, hangs out with a Steve Martin impersonator, decides himself to impersonate Steve Martin, then decides to stop impersonating Steve and be himself. Haskell often tangents into plot-summaries and analysis of various old films, as well as some plays, as well as human psychology. It's about 80% fiction and 20% non-fiction. His style is really simple, almost naive, but he's really intelligent, and really entertaining to read. This book has a bit of a Paul Auster vibe to it, at parts, but I think Haskell has definitely got his own thing going. The way he ties pop culture references into his plots is really amazing. It's a quick and easy read, but very smart and quite entertaining. Unique and awesome, fresh, funny, intriguing.
September 1, 2013
I am not sure about this book. The language isn't offensive-the writing isn't bad- but it just made me feel really awkward. The weirdest part for me was when the main character goes into the impersonator's house to meet his parents and gives them a tour of the neighborhood. It just seemed like too many boundaries were crossed.
I guess I'm a fan of being yourself- I don't understand why you would impersonate someone else so you could get a date. It starts off kind of strange, and progressively gets worse, and eventually there is a happy ending. But I was just kind of relieved that the book was over.
There is a woman in this book, and there is a lot of sex, but at the very least, the sex scenes didn't feel degrading. So that's good.
I really disliked the dude with the bricks who kept jumping into the water. I just wanted him to stop.
Maybe not the worst book I've read- but not the best either. Kind of medium.
I guess I'm a fan of being yourself- I don't understand why you would impersonate someone else so you could get a date. It starts off kind of strange, and progressively gets worse, and eventually there is a happy ending. But I was just kind of relieved that the book was over.
There is a woman in this book, and there is a lot of sex, but at the very least, the sex scenes didn't feel degrading. So that's good.
I really disliked the dude with the bricks who kept jumping into the water. I just wanted him to stop.
Maybe not the worst book I've read- but not the best either. Kind of medium.
January 7, 2014
A soft-spoken meditation on persona, coupling and LA. In its best parts it delves into the places and decisions of being that are normally infrared or ultraviolet-
"People who have the gift of letting go of themselves enjoy the gift because letting go of who they are, they can afford to let go of what doesn't work. And the trick, it seemed to me, is to have something waiting, another self or another way of being, something, so that in the moment of letting go, in the sensation of that sense of nothingness, there's something to hold on to."
I found the beginning more engaging and more insightful than the end. As a whole it didn't strike me as being as thoroughly conceived or as linguistically tight as American Purgatorio, but still a unique and enjoyable read.
"People who have the gift of letting go of themselves enjoy the gift because letting go of who they are, they can afford to let go of what doesn't work. And the trick, it seemed to me, is to have something waiting, another self or another way of being, something, so that in the moment of letting go, in the sensation of that sense of nothingness, there's something to hold on to."
I found the beginning more engaging and more insightful than the end. As a whole it didn't strike me as being as thoroughly conceived or as linguistically tight as American Purgatorio, but still a unique and enjoyable read.
April 8, 2009
To put it simply, the book is about a guy who tries to imitate a guy who imitates Steve Martin. This guy is probably the most confused and boring character I've read in a very long time. The book contains nothing that either resembles or even brings to mind anything relating to Steve Martin besides his walking posture. At some point the author gives up on the whole Steve Martin thing and then the book deteriorates into a blow by blow account of the main character's dating life. The writing is decent enough, but more imagination was needed.
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February 19, 2013
This writer has a lot of talent. There were a few moments when I laughed out loud. BUT.
I never really connected with the Characters. that's a problem for me. The book is written in 1st person--not a problem. It worked well. I can't put my finger on it. I really wanted to like the main character, but I just couldn't. I kept telling him to shut up (in my mind, as I was reading.) maybe it was the many, many movie/actor/mythology references? Maybe the fact that he was impersonating an impersonator really annoyed me? On the plus side, it's a quick read. I wanted to chuck it midway, but the fact that it's a somewhat short book made me keep going.
I never really connected with the Characters. that's a problem for me. The book is written in 1st person--not a problem. It worked well. I can't put my finger on it. I really wanted to like the main character, but I just couldn't. I kept telling him to shut up (in my mind, as I was reading.) maybe it was the many, many movie/actor/mythology references? Maybe the fact that he was impersonating an impersonator really annoyed me? On the plus side, it's a quick read. I wanted to chuck it midway, but the fact that it's a somewhat short book made me keep going.
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