The funniest, smartest, most brutally honest coping-with-midlife book you will ever read.
True this: you are either a man getting ready for your midlife crisis, or a man in the midst of your midlife crisis, or a man on the other side of your midlife crisis, or a person who knows one of these men. And given this is immutable fact of living in America at this moment in time, then it follows in the funniest way that you need to read MIDMEN: The Modern Man’s Guide to Surviving Midlife Crisis. Or you know someone who does.
For the moment, forget the fact that you should read MIDMEN because it’s flat-out hilarious. Writer, actor, producer, comedian Steve Ochs is as profane and smart and hysterical as #&*! You will be thoroughly entertained from page one to page the end. Indeed, if MIDMEN were only about making you laugh aloud, then you would have to buy it now and read it now. I’m not kidding. It’s that funny.
But as clever and clear as Ochs is, MIDMEN is much more than entertaining. It is—in its special irreverent way—enlightening. Big word, I know, but it applies to MIDMEN. I mean it.
A midlife crisis is nothing to poo-poo. It’s physically, emotional, spiritually, and intellectually debilitating—at the very least, hyper challenging. And Steve Ochs has created and written a guide to surviving it. No, that’s not it. He’s gifted all men (and the women and children who tolerate them) a way to not simply survive it but to thrive through it.
There are chapters about the spouse, the kids, the world, money, and the mind that will make your eyes shoot open with recognition, if not impending doom, even while you’re laughing. Not to worry, Ochs catches you before you hit the floor and lifts you up and dusts you and tells you how to keep on keeping on. I don’t want to go into specifics because you deserve the right to crack the #&*! up on your own. But his extended bit about your body as it ages and the ensuing grooming that necessarily follows is so cringe-worthy and hilarious that, well, read it. And you will never see Da Vinci’s Vitruvian man the same way again. Never. As in not ever. Meaning never ever again.
It’s a fabulous book. Uplifting in all the right ways despite, no, because of the holy-#&*!-I’m-really-getting-old-now subject matter. Read it for yourself. Or get it for someone who should be reading it. Just get it.