Jun 11
Shira Comments: My partner discovered this book at the Friends of the Library Book Sale in Ithaca, NY. With my love of mushrooms and her love of cheesy sci-fi, we had to have it, of course!
Published 1973
A brilliant picture out in the wild!
Many thanks to Shira!
June 11th, 2010 at 9:50 am
Proto-Shrek?
June 11th, 2010 at 9:51 am
Good teeth, though.
June 11th, 2010 at 9:52 am
Ah, John Wyndham! A giant of British SF, known to millions around the world as the author of Day of the Triffids and Stowaway to… Hang on, what’s that second title again?
June 11th, 2010 at 10:20 am
The Chrysalids? The Kraken Wakes?
June 11th, 2010 at 10:42 am
It’s not shrek, it’s just a crazy old women who has forgotten to wash in about 40 years and has problems applying make up.
June 11th, 2010 at 12:01 pm
One pupil is more dilated than the other. The poor monster has clearly suffered brain damage. Probably it was trampled in the stampede of people trying to get away from this cover.
June 11th, 2010 at 12:05 pm
I’m sure his mushroom growths supplied many a hippie with a good time back in the day.
But good lord… veins on a mushroom stalk? Penis much?
June 11th, 2010 at 2:29 pm
@DeadRobot, Sometimes a rocket is just a rocket, a train going into a tunnel is just a train going into a tunnel, and a mushroom is just a penis.
June 12th, 2010 at 11:41 am
At first I thought that this cover couldn’t possibly be appropriate for this novel. Then I read the plot summary on Wikipedia, and it seems the book is as kooky as its cover. Pygmies! Fungi! Caves!
June 14th, 2010 at 12:55 pm
I think the cover art was originally used in those psychological tests — you’re supposed to tell the doctor what you think you see in the picture…
(I see a serving of chilled monkey brain, potentially delicious but ruined by the idiot chef who inexplicably stuck mushrooms into the dish.)
June 29th, 2010 at 10:15 am
I guess Magic Mushrooms cause visions like this cover…
December 15th, 2010 at 8:32 pm
“Lemme tell ya, it ain’t easy being an ogre with antennae disguised as mushrooms. There I am, minding my own business underground, when those Goddamn trained pigs come sniffing for truffles. I hate’em! Goddamn pigs!”