Nov 05
Click for larger imageMungo Park Comments: Disraeli Gears
Published 1960
(Average: 5.12 out of 10)
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Mungo Park Comments: Disraeli Gears
Published 1960
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November 5th, 2020 at 10:12 am
The Tribune falling over itself to praise this book to the heavens.
November 5th, 2020 at 10:14 am
Dad’s fallen asleep during the Space: 1999 reruns again.
November 5th, 2020 at 12:21 pm
It has to stand before it can walk Jim.
November 5th, 2020 at 12:37 pm
So people in lumpy leotards on 70s daytime telly were right: Trim-wheels WERE the future of exercise (see also: Farrah in ‘Saturn 3’).
November 5th, 2020 at 2:17 pm
@THX 1139 – Your comment scales the dizzying heights of adequacy.
November 5th, 2020 at 2:44 pm
Drunkard’s Walk: One man’s journey through the streets of Dublin on Bloomsday
November 5th, 2020 at 3:57 pm
What genius decided that the Tribune’s faint praise needed to be on the cover? Yikes! “If you’re as unexcited by this book as we are, you’ll really hate everything else the author has written.”
November 5th, 2020 at 5:27 pm
I wonder if anyone ever explained to Robert Foster that if you need clockwork to do your sexing you’re doing it wrong.
November 5th, 2020 at 5:46 pm
“On second thought I don’t think I’ll finish eating this bicycle. What I’ve already consumed doesn’t seem to be sitting well in my tummy.”
November 5th, 2020 at 8:22 pm
Nice tan lines
November 5th, 2020 at 10:01 pm
From an alternate universe where the Dadaists decided to drop the art thing and start building spaceships instead.
(It works, but only if the pilots are almost naked. Nobody is sure why).
November 5th, 2020 at 10:42 pm
@Bruce A. Munro: Nude Ascending a Starship?
November 6th, 2020 at 12:49 am
Man: I wasn’t able to play this bicycle wheel like a harp. Maybe it’ll work if I blow through it.
Woman: Finally I understand how a gyroscope works!
November 6th, 2020 at 1:21 am
What is this I don’t even.
She’s got one of those ab roller wheels, but I don’t think it’s going to do her much good in outer space. He’s apparently making a leaf-covered solar sail to provide power to… whatever that machine concealing his crotch is. They are naked somewhere in orbit in a purple universe, near the yellow-orange moon.
And one supposes from the title that they’re sloshed, hammered, tanked, which might explain why they’re naked in space, accompanied by random objects.
@Tat: She also appears to have one of those plastic belts that supposedly helped with slimming (mostly by making you sweat). Must be Infomercials… In… SPAAACE! I don’t think she needs to lose more weight — her breasts are practically non-existent as is.
Perhaps the artist, Mr. Foster, got blotto himself and fell asleep in the middle of Jack LaLanne or something. (Jack was an amazing guy, though; wouldn’t have had anything to do with this)
November 6th, 2020 at 7:03 am
@Tat W—Or perhaps this one?
June 18th, 2021 at 9:24 pm
I’ve seen many covers by this artist here on GSS, and his style is very distinct.
It’s not that I mind him doing his “own thing,” but one is allowed to wonder:
Did he throw hissy fits when editors suggested he used properly “sci-fi” props instead of old junk…?