3.5 stars. Nice way to start the year with a few laughs. Jerry Seinfeld has kept scrap notes of his comic material for all of the 45 years of his career and the result is this book. It’s spilt into chapters of each decade - the Seventies, the Eighties, the Nineties, the Double 0’s, the Teens. I have to say I was a little surprised with the format of the book being basically his scrap notes reproduced, and they’re all double spaced, which sure pans or pads the book out to over 400 pages.
I suppose I was expecting there to be more autobiographical reflections and insights than there was. You could argue that his comic material has an autobiographical element to it and we see Jerry change over time through his humour. So for example, in the Double 0’s chapter there are lots of references and wise cracks about him now being married and having kids but I was still surprised at how little there was about Jerry and his life from the man himself. That would be my main warning to anyone thinking of reading this - just be aware that 95% of the content is Jerry’s notes. I have reproduced three of them below to give you an idea what it’s like. You probably also need to be a Seinfeld fan or someone who likes the ‘observational humour’ that he is so well known for.
Movie Plot
I always get confused in any international, adventure, intrigue
type movie.
I’m the guy you see after the movie, in the parking lot with his
friends going,
“Oh, you mean that was the same guy from the beginning?
Oooohhh….
That’s why after they stole the money he had the fake nose
and the beard and then he didn’t,
oooohhh….”
“Did you enjoy the movie?”
“Yes, I’m enjoying it here in the parking lot, but in there I had
no idea what was going on.”
Nobody will explain anything to you in a movie theatre once
you get confused.
(whispering)
“What is happening now?”
“Ssshhhh. Nothing.”
“Nothing? This is all Nothing? Then why did they film it?
I don’t understand why they killed that guy.
I thought he was with them.
Wasn’t he with them?
Why would they kill him if he was with them?”
“They—had—to.”
“Oh, so he wasn’t really with them…..
I like that actor. He was the only guy I liked.”
“Would you just watch the movie?”
“I am watching. I don’t understand anything.”
“You—know—as—much—as—I—do.”
“I—KNOW—NOTHING.
Is this a space movie?
Is it a western?
Totally lost.
I hate this movie.
…..I hate you too.”
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Why can’t they have subtitles for the plot?
“Closed-captioned for the movie impaired.”
I would go to these movies.
Little lines pop up.
“Don’t worry about this guy. He’s only in this one scene.”
“Here’s the name of the other movie you can’t remember that
you’ve seen this person in.”
“This is too hard to explain. They’ll tell you in the parking lot.”
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The one movie ad I don’t get is,
“If you only see one movie this year….”
If you only see one movie this year, why go at all?
You obviously don’t like going to the movies.
And going once a year is ridiculous pressure to put on a movie.
You’re sitting there,
“All right, this is it for the next 51 weekends. Better be good.”
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Crook Reputation
I have not been to jail.
But I think about jail.
I don’t know why.
I think about how I would fix up my cell.
How many push-ups I would do.
Because I live alone anyway, it’s kind of the same.
I’m in solitary.
What are these captured hijackers, criminals and mass
murderers
always hiding their faces when they’re being taken in?
They go the hoodie up.
The jacket over the head.
What is this man’s reputation that he needs to worry about
being recognised?
Is he speed dating?
Is he this close to getting that big corner-office promotion?
Afraid the boss is going to see him on TV?
“Wait a minute….
Isn’t that Johnson from Sales?
Why, he’s skyjacked an EgyptAir 747.
And he’s started throwing bodies out onto the tarmac one by
one.
I don’t know if that’s the kind of person we want heading up
that new branch office.”
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It Is What It Is
I’m sure some idiot said this to you today.
You can’t get through a day without someone going,
“Well….it is what it is….”
“Why are you alive?
To just say air words that fill the room with meaningless sounds?”
I’d rather someone just blew clear air in my face
than said, “It is what it is,” to me one more time.
Just come to me and go,
“Ppppppphhhhhhhhh.”
I get the same data from that.
People know no one’s going to challenge them when they say,
“It is what it is.”
No one’s going to go,
“I don’t think it is.”
“You don’t?”
“No. I believe it is what it isn’t.”
People repeat words because it gives them confidence.
They can say it with strength.
“Business is business.”
“Rules are rules.”
“A deal’s a deal.”
“What’s done is done.”
“But when we go in there,
as long as we know what’s what and who’s who,
then whatever happens, happens,
and it is what it is.”