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Humorist Roy Blount, Jr hosted by Savannah Inn for Book Festival February 17-19, 2011

February 16th, 2011 by Teresa Jacobson

Roy Blount Jr at Azalea Inn and GardensWe are excited to announce that Roy Blount, Jr. and his wife, painter Joan Griswold, will be guests of this Savannah Inn during the Savannah Book Festival.  Blunt new book tells the story and making of the Marx Brothers film “Duck Soup”, examining “…the comedic genius of Harpo and Groucho Marx with the insight of a true fan, while also exploring the film’s politic undercurrents.”  He draws parallels to today’s politics, including links to George W. Bush and projectiles, Margaret Dumont and moms, Groucho and Karl, Jews and Irishmen. 

I can’t resist sharing with you this delicious quote (about another Blount book) from Publishers Weekly:

–The humorist and panelist on public radio’s Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me pours a tall glass of wordplay, witticism, curmudgeonry, and anecdote in this beguiling follow-up to Alphabet Juice. Leafing through the Oxford English Dictionary and other respectable sources, Blount compiles his own lexicon of terms that pique his interest and prod him into a ramble. ‘Sonicky’ words always get high marks for sheer auto-evocativeness– ‘splotch explodes from the mouth and makes an unmissable mess of itself’–but any dubious etymology, quaint and off-color usage, or over-reaching lexicographer’s dictate is liable to get him going. Then he’s off into historical digressions (‘not until 1598 did prick appear as an insult’), grammatical rants (you-all is not singular, Yank), miscellaneous peeves (Karl Rove’s prose, people who think somebody else wrote Shakespeare’s plays), and. always, a shaggy-dog story he wants to tell. Such is the force of the author’s free-associational logic that the entry on meta-narrative carries us straight through Jean-François Lyotard’s theory of the postmodern to international news reports of a rash of hog- and possum-hurling misdemeanors in Mississippi. Blount’s hilarious collection of riffs and raves adds up to a cantankerous ode to the English language in all ist shambling grace. – Publishers Weekly

For those of you who know Teresa, can’t you just hear the animated and hilarious conversations sure to flow at the breakfast table at our Azalea Inn and Gardens.

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