Friday, January 23, 2026

Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town by Stephen Leacock



Small-town humor from a Canadian Mark Twain
Stephen Leacock was a popular Canadian author who publish many books of fiction, humor, and essays in the early 20th century. Though not much known south of the border, he is a household name in his native Canada. One of his most popular works is Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town, published in 1912. The book is a series of stories set in Mariposa, a small town in Southern Canada, presumably in Ontario (because the Maritime Provinces are mentioned as a separate entity, and no one in Mariposa is French). Mariposa may be based on Leacock’s memories of his own hometown, Orillia, Ontario, but he stressed that the locale is a fictional amalgamation of many small towns in Canada.

Is Sunshine Sketches a collection of short stories or a novel? It’s a little of both, but I think it leans more towards the latter. The stories build on one another, so they should be read in order, and sometimes a story arc will be spread over two or three chapters. In form and structure, it can be easily compared to Sherwood Anderson’s Winesburg, Ohio. Sunshine Sketches is not a modernist work, however. There are no traces of Winesburg’s Freudian themes, nor will you find the cynicism of Sinclair Lewis’s depictions of small-town life. Leacock makes fun of the citizens of Mariposa, but he’s not laughing at them; he’s laughing with them, as if he counts himself among them. He writes in a style of jovial, old-fashioned storytelling along the lines of Bret Harte, with plenty of humor that calls to mind Mark Twain. Leacock, in fact, won a Mark Twain Medal in 1935 (awarded by the International Mark Twain Society). Nowadays, while the United States has a Mark Twain Prize for American Humor, inaugurated in 1998, Canada has a Stephen Leacock Memorial Medal for Humor, first awarded in the 1940s.

Leacock’s stories of Mariposa are indeed funny, sometimes hilarious, and as charming as you would expect from a book with the title of Sunshine Sketches. The tone is very light. Occasionally you’ll find the melancholy mention of a lost loved one, but there are no dark themes here. Even when Leacock dwells on suicide, he manages to find humor in it. The reader quickly becomes enamored with this little town and gets emotionally involved in the characters’ lives. Leacock profiles Mr. Josh Smith, the portly and successful hotel keeper, Jefferson Thorpe, the barber with a shrewd knack for investments, and Reverend Drone, minister of the Anglican Church. Mr. Pupkin, the bank teller, courts Ms. Zena, the judge’s daughter. The Mariposans gather for a boat outing on Lake Wissanotti, engage in a fundraising campaign for the local church, and turn out in droves on election day. In all cases, these events turn out unexpectedly and with humorous consequences.

If you’ve ever traveled through rural villages in Southern Ontario, it’s easy to imagine a picturesque life similar to what Leacock depicts in Mariposa. Of course, such ideas are partially based on preconceived bucolic and idyllic storybook stereotypes. Leacock plays up to such notions but subverts them with wry and affectionate humor. I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin, and I had no trouble identifying with Leacock’s Canadian characters. I suspect that my hometown, in the time of my grandparents’ generation, was probably a lot like Mariposa. I imagine many Canadian students probably read Sunshine Sketches in school, but there’s no reason why this enjoyable book should be confined to an audience of Leacock’s countrymen. American readers should definitely check it out for a fun and enchanting read.

Tuesday, January 20, 2026

Hüsker Dü: The Story of the Noise-Pop Pioneers Who Launched Modern Rock by Andrew Earles



A non-tell-all career retrospective
Minneapolis rock band Hüsker Dü existed from 1979 to 1988. Within that short tenure, they managed to have a profound influence on alternative music. Combining the raw power of hardcore punk with the catchy melodies and harmonies of pop, Hüsker Dü rose from Midwest indie band to big-label signees who flirted with Nirvana-level mainstream stardom. Music journalist Andrew Earles examines the band’s career in his 2010 book Hüsker Dü: The Story of the Noise-Pop Pioneers Who Launched Modern Rock.


In the introduction, Earles does his best to dissuade you from reading this book by telling you everything it’s not: It’s not a biography of the musicians’ personal lives. It’s not a behind-the-scenes tell-all. It’s not about the conflicts within the band, drug use, love lives, or the musicians’ post–Hüsker Dü solo careers. Earles states his intention in writing this book is to make a case for Hüsker Dü’s importance in music history. Luckily, however, the book is a little bit of all those things that Earles says it’s not. There are, in fact, elements of an exposé here, so it’s more than merely Earles’s critical opinion of their music. What biography there is, however, is very much a music-business narrative about recording, touring, and selling records. If one of the band members fell in love or got busted for drugs, Earles isn’t going to tell you about it.


Sometimes the Hüskers (as Earles repeatedly refers to them) seem like supporting characters in their own book. There are lengthy passages that chart out a history of the Minneapolis punk and post-punk scene, or the history of various indie record labels, in particular Los Angeles’s SST Records. Like music fans of all genres are wont to do, Earles demonstrates himself an aficionado of punk and post-punk by naming as many obscure bands as he can cram into the text. More annoying, however, is the great lengths to which Earles goes to define the genre of “hardcore.” At least a few chapters are spent belaboring that term, decreeing what is hardcore and what isn’t, and obsessing over exactly when Hüsker Dü stopped being hardcore and started being something else. Such hair-splitting of labels becomes tiresome.


Earles interviewed Hüsker Dü band members Grant Hart and Greg Norton for this book. Bob Mould declined to participate because he was in the process of writing his own memoir, See a Little Light (2011). The Hart and Norton interviews are the most valuable aspect of the book. You learn the most from what comes straight out of Grant and Greg’s mouths. Not surprisingly, Hart gets some digs in on Mould, declaring him an egomaniac and a control freak. Have no fear, however, Mould had much worse to say about Hart and Norton in his book. Reading Mould’s autobiography actually lessened my appreciation for Hüsker Dü’s music, because it revealed his personality to be everything Hart says it is—off-puttingly arrogant, pretentious, and vindictive. On the other hand, I’ve grown to have more respect for Hart’s work over the years. Outside of the band, Earles interviewed a few dozen other music industry figures, including their sound technician Lou Giordano, audio engineer Steve Albini, and colleague Mike Watt of the Minutemen. The book ends with a comprehensive discography of Hüsker Dü recordings that delves deeply into rarities beyond their eight albums.


As a fan of Hüsker Dü, I didn’t learn as much about the band as I had hoped, but I did learn some. Earles does a good job of making a case for Hüsker Dü’s historical importance and musical influence, but is that really necessary? If you’re reading this book, chances are you already know that. It would be hard to find an “alternative” band these days that doesn’t claim to have been influenced by Hüsker Dü. If you’ve never heard Hüsker Dü’s music, this book might make you want to listen, but you’re probably not going to want to know about all the minor punk bands that Earles discusses here. This would have been a better book if Earles hadn’t been so reluctant to just tell the story of the band, warts and all. Isn’t that really what most Hüsker Dü fans would want to read?

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

The Beloved Vagabond by William John Locke



Pretentious intellectual goes slumming
William John Locke was a prolific and popular British writer of fiction of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. He had a few bestsellers in his day, and about two dozen films have been adapted from his books. At least three of those movies are based on his novel The Beloved Vagabond, first published in 1906.

London poor boy Augustus Smith is the son of an alcoholic, slatternly mother who works as a laundress when she’s not abusing him. One evening when delivering some clean laundry to mommy’s customers, he makes the acquaintance of an odd fellow. When Augustus accidentally reveals a work of literature he is carrying on his person, this man, who calls himself Paragot, takes an instant liking to the young lad. Paragot immediately makes arrangements to buy the boy from his mother for a pittance, that is, to take Augustus on as a permanent servant. What Paragot really wants, however, is an apprentice with whom to share his unconventional lifestyle. He doesn’t like the boy’s name, so he dubs him Asticot [meaning maggot]. Judging from Paragot’s cultured loquacity, he is obviously highly educated, but he lives an austere hand-to-mouth existence. When his landlord evicts Paragot from his lodgings, he decides to tramp around France, indoctrinating Asticot into his vagabond lifestyle.

The reader is clearly meant to be charmed by Paragot. This free spirit becomes less interesting, however, when one discovers that he’s not a vagabond by necessity but by choice. Paragot has an unlimited supply of money from some mysterious source. He’s never hard up for a meal and has enough means to be quite generous to others. So basically, Locke wrote a book about the joys of European vagrancy, but he didn’t actually have the guts to write a novel about a poor person, so this hobo novel stars a wealthy English gentleman.

Paragot is also an intellectual, as Locke repeatedly points out. Paragot has read everything, knows everything, can do just about anything, speaks just about any language, refers to himself as a genius, and has the ego to match. Locke has clearly developed the character to be his ideal of a gentleman scholar who scorns convention. Paragot, and by extension Locke, scoffs at English “respectability” and gripes about the constricting social conventions that “respectable” people follow. The reader realizes, however, that Paragot is a pretentious intellectual who has his own ridiculous social code that must be followed. He looks down on anyone who hasn’t read this particular book or doesn’t drink his brand of liqueur. Paragot frequently comes across as an elitist know-it-all blowhard, like a cross between Cliff Claven and Frasier Crane with a hipster affectation for bohemian dishevelment. Later in the book, Locke does briefly show Paragot in the light of a buffoon, but for most of the book we are expected to admire him through the worshipful eyes of Asticot.


The Beloved Vagabond does have its endearing moments here and there, when it’s not being annoying. The ending of the book was unexpected and satisfying. I found Paragot’s life moderately entertaining and wasn’t bored by the book. This novel has the feeling, however, of a poser writing about the “counterculture.” Paragot is a dilettante for whom vagabondage is just another area of interest. He’s a toe-dipper into the lifestyle, not a plunger. Locke likewise comes across as a dabbler writing about a milieu he really doesn’t know.

Tuesday, January 13, 2026

Wayfarers by Knut Hamsun



Workingman’s blues, Norwegian style
Wayfarers
, a novel by Norwegian Nobel laureate Knut Hamsun, was published in 1927 (Norwegian title: Landstrykere). Be careful not to confuse this with another Hamsun book, Wanderers, or his novel A Wanderer Plays on Muted Strings, part of his Wanderer trilogy. (Only the English titles are confusing, not the Norwegian titles). Wayfarers, on the other hand, is the first book in Hamsun’s August trilogy, the second and third books being August and The Road Leads On.

Edevart Andresen lives with his parents and siblings in Polden, the small Norwegian coastal village where he grew up. Like most men in his village, he makes his living primarily from fishing. Every winter the Polden men go on a fishing expedition to the Lofoten Islands and then return to dry their fish on the rocks of their hometown shore. One day, Edevart meets another young man, August, who has been away from Polden, traveling the world as a sailor, and has now returned. August, with his gold teeth and boastful talk, is frequently the object of ridicule from his neighbors. Edevart and August strike up a fast friendship. August is a big-idea man who’s always looking for a scheme to make a fast buck. He convinces Edevart to enter into various business enterprises with him. The two travel up and down the Norwegian coast like vagabonds, engaging in assorted occupations. Sometimes flush with cash and sometimes hard-up for a meal, the two traveling companions form a share-and-share-alike, what’s-mine-is-yours bond. The dynamic between the two is often comical, sometimes calling to mind the two tramps from Waiting for Godot. Though not much different in age, Edevart is still an inexperienced, naive young man while August is more a shrewd man-of-the-world. Edevart is still very much a “good boy,” but he begins to fall under the corrupting influence of August’s looser morals. Their relationship is not without conflict, and sometimes they separate for months, only to reunite for another adventure..

The story takes place in the late 1860s. Judging by the fickle fortunes of the characters in this book, Hamsun depicts a time of economic hardship in Norway. While much of Europe has transitioned into an industrial economy, the denizens of these small villages on the Norwegian coast still live a subsistence lifestyle not much changed from many generations past. No source of income, not even the fish, can be relied upon, so Edevart and August must turn to other avenues of income, including itinerant peddling, storekeeping, farming, and thievery, among others.

This novel meanders just as much as its two protagonists. The story often proceeds at a lackadaisical but pleasant pace. As you become involved with these characters, you are content to take life as it comes, just as they do. If there is a message to this story, it isn’t hammered home. This book is about the journey, not the destination. Hamsun considers the question of whether it is better to accept one’s lot in life and be whom one was born to be, or to venture afar, forge one’s own path, and try to determine one’s own destiny. This novel shows both the positive and negative aspects of wanderlust and vagrancy. Another issue that’s discussed is emigration to America. No doubt Hamsun saw many of his countrymen leave Norway for the United States during hard times. Here he questions the milk-and-honey, rags-to-riches image of America and asserts that crossing the Atlantic is no happily-ever-after panacea.

After completing this book, I was pleased to find out that it’s part of a trilogy. I enjoyed following the lives of these two men, and I look forward to catching up with Edevart and August in the second and third novels of the August series. Because these books were published late in Hamsun’s career, however, there are no English translations in the public domain, and paper copies of August are not cheap.   

Monday, January 5, 2026

The Manuscript Found in Saragossa by Jan Potocki



Swapping spicy stories in Spain
Jan Potocki (1761–1815) was a Polish nobleman and world traveler who published several travel memoirs in the late 18th and early 19th centuries. He wrote all of his books in the French language. Potocki wrote one work of fiction, a unique and baffling picaresque novel entitled The Manuscript Found in Saragossa. Portions of the book were published as early as 1805, but I don’t believe the entire novel was published until 1847, more than three decades after the author’s death.

The Manuscript Found in Saragossa is similar in conception to The Canterbury Tales or The Decameron. The narrator, Alphonse van Worden, is an officer in the Walloon Guards, a unit of the Spanish Army composed of troops from Wallonia (the Southern, French-speaking, predominantly Catholic portion of Belgium). Van Worden is traveling across Spain to get to Madrid. Over the course of his trip, he accumulates a diverse group of traveling companions. Every night the party stops at an inn or a camp, where they exchange fantastic stories of their lives. The book is divided into sixty-six chapters documenting the sixty-six days of van Worden’s journey. That doesn’t mean, however, that the book is comprised of sixty-six stories. Some stories go on for dozens of chapters, and most of the stories veer off into extended digressions that amount to stories-within-stories. At one point, for example, you’re reading a gypsy chief tell the story of Don Busqueros telling the story of Señor Cornádez telling the story of a pilgrim named Blas Hervas telling the story of his father, Diego Hervas.

The tales told are not confined to Spain but take place all over Europe, the Middle East, and even Mexico. The characters represent multiple nationalities and ethnic groups. Presumably the author was a Christian, but many of the characters depicted here are Jews and Muslims. Potocki does not stoop to negative stereotypes or racism but does emphasize the exotic, mythical aspects of other races and cultures, like all Jews are mystics or all Muslims seem like they stepped out of The Arabian Nights. One recurring character is a “Wandering Jew” who is possibly immortal and relates events from the Bible as if he witnessed them firsthand. Through his characters, Potocki demonstrates an admirable breadth of knowledge. When a mathematician is telling a story, for example, Potocki discourses intelligently about geometry. When a cabalist is doing the talking, Potocki includes just enough details on the occult. Potocki even manages to work some Enlightenment philosophy and science into the narrative. The text is chock full of delightful details.

You’d never guess that this book was written in the early 19th century. Many aspects of the stories told resemble pulp fiction of a later era. One of the funny things about this novel is the number of threesomes that take place. Threesomes with cousins. Threesomes with (maybe) ghosts or demons. A foursome with mother and daughters. Potocki was certainly no prude, and the way he doubles down on shameless titillation indicates that he was no literary snob either.


This book is ingeniously constructed but unfortunately confusing as hell. The story is as complicated as The Count of Monte Cristo, but unlike Alexandre Dumas, Potocki doesn’t leave the reader enough bread crumbs to navigate what’s going on. The stories-within-stories structure is disorienting. Characters assume false identities, swap genders, or show up under different names. You have to keep track of everyone’s noble, clerical, or military titles. All of the stories are somehow connected, but how is not always clear until later in the book. In order to really make sense of this novel, one would have to take notes and draw charts, family trees, historical timelines, maps, etc. Who wants to go through all that just to read a work of fiction? I admire what Potocki has done, and I know there is more to this novel than what I got out of it, but it was an ordeal to get through. I might give this book another try someday when I’m prepared to do the work required, but for now I’m kind of glad I’m done with it.

Sunday, December 28, 2025

The Best of 2025



Top ten reads of the year
‘Twas a great year for reading! I managed to crank out 120 reviews this year, and some of those books were long, difficult, but rewarding reads. In nonfiction, I’ve really been enjoying the books of Peter Watson, a British intellectual historian who writes about the history of ideas—in science, philosophy, the arts, sociology, economics, psychology and more. He’s a superb summarizer, a captivating storyteller, and I always come away from one of his books with a long list of books and subjects that I want to pursue further. In fiction, I have made three major discoveries in the past couple years, three great novelists whose books I’ve only begun to dive into: Spanish author Vicente Blasco Ibáñez (1867–1928), Dutch author Louis Couperus (1863–1923), and German-Mexican author B. Traven (birth and death dates unknown). Their books ought to keep me busy for years. Listed below are my ten favorite books read this year (one “book” is actually a four-novel series), arranged chronologically by date of publication. Click on the titles below to read the full reviews.

 

The Cabin (La Barraca) by Vicente Blasco Ibáñez (1898)
Spanish author Blasco Ibáñez was not only respected in his native land but also enjoyed popularity and critical acclaim among English-language readers of the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. With The Cabin, a.k.a. The Shack, he delivers a short but powerful novel in a naturalist style similar to Emile Zola’s fiction. In an insular farming community in Valencia, Spain, a conflict arises between the local community and a family of newcomers. Blasco Ibáñez renders with authenticity and pathos the tragic escalation of events.

The Small Souls series by Louis Couperus
Dr. Adriaan (1903)
This four-novel saga by Dutch realist Couperus chronicles the lives and fortunes of the Van Lowes, an upper-class family living in The Hague. Their father, now deceased, was once the governor general of Java, Indonesia, and used to rub elbows with the king. His descendants, however, find themselves slipping down the ladder of status from the aristocracy to the bourgeoisie. This multi-generational story, with a large ensemble of characters, depicts realistic people facing life’s real problems. The reader can’t help but identify and get emotionally involved in the family’s affairs.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by Vicente Blasco Ibáñez (1916)
Here’s Blasco Ibáñez again with an epic novel written, published, and set during World War I. The story follows the lives and fortunes of a French-Argentine family. The first half takes place in Argentina, chronicling the family history in a style reminiscent of Gabriel García Márquez. The second half, which takes place in Europe, is a gripping and often brutal exposé of the horrific realities of the First World War. This is a novel about the civilian experience of the war; for a novel of the military experience, see the next selection, below. 

Under Fire: The Story of a Squad by Henri Barbusse (1916)
Though not as well-known as Erich Maria Remarque’s All Quiet on the Western Front, this French novel, published a dozen years earlier, also presents a vivid and visceral depiction of the soldier’s experience of the war. The story follows a French squadron of foot soldiers, made up of working-class men with limited education. Based on some of his own experiences of the war, Barbusse presents an unglamorous, unheroic vision of war filled with blood, mud, and at times even mind-numbing drudgery. One of history’s great anti-war novels.

The Bridge in the Jungle by B. Traven (1928)
Traven is a German author who lived for some years in Mexico, where most of his fiction is set. In this case, an American drifter visits a friend in a small Central American village, where he happens upon a party thrown by the locals. The festivities are interrupted, however, by an unexpected human tragedy. Traven’s storytelling is a vivid immersion into the reality of life among the rural poor in a developing country. He is a leftist realist who depicts Latin America with authenticity, sensitivity, and empathy.

War with the Newts by Karel Capek (1936)
Mankind discovers an intelligent race of amphibians living under the sea, so naturally, what do we do? Exploit them! This dystopian sci-fi novel is an ingenious work of social commentary that satirizes imperialism, colonialism, capitalism, militarism, nationalism, the Nazis, American racism, slavery, British pompousness, the League of Nations, animal cruelty, environmental degradation, religion, and more. This is an ingenious work of satire filled with intelligent humor and ugly truths.

Hombre by Elmore Leonard (1961)
These days, Leonard is better known for his crime novels, but he got his start in westerns, a genre in which he is a modern master. Hombre is the story of John Russell, a mixed-race man who travels across Arizona in a stagecoach full of White passengers who look down on him for his background. When the coach encounters trouble, however, to whom do they turn to save their bacon? This riveting western was adapted into the 1967 film starring Paul Newman.

Blindness by José Saramago (1995)
In this apocalyptic sci-fi/horror novel from Portuguese Nobel laureate Saramago, humanity is hit with an epidemic of blindness. Because of the highly contagious nature of this malady, the stricken are herded into quarantine camps. This novel isn’t so much about blindness as it is about what happens to people when they are subjected to such extreme circumstances. Somewhat like a Holocaust novel, the story is an examination in how low humanity can be degraded while still remaining human. This is not a pleasure read, but it is gripping.

Peter Watson made it on my Top Ten list last year with his book The Modern Mind, an intellectual history of the 2oth century. His book Ideas is similar in approach but covers history from the dawn of mankind to the year 1900. This is a world history that’s not about wars or kings but rather about landmark ideas and developments in the arts, sciences, philosophy, and more. Watson demonstrates an encyclopedic knowledge in a variety of fields: history, science, literature, art, music, sociology, psychology, and archaeology, among other disciplines, making for an intellectually stimulating read.

Monsters by Barry Windsor-Smith (2022)
Barry Windsor-Smith, with his highly detailed, quasi-pre-Raphaelite style, has long been one of my favorite comic book artists. With Monsters, he proves that he is also a writer to be reckoned with. This dark and disturbing graphic novel involves a young man coerced into participating in an experimental military program. The story includes some genetic manipulation, so it’s not entirely removed from the sci-fi and superhero genres, but this graphic masterpiece rises above genre fiction and deserves to be regarded with the finest of contemporary literary fiction. 

  

Old Books by Dead Guys has been posting these year-end lists since 2013. To see the top tens from years past, click on the “Best-of lists” tag and scroll through the results. Happy reading in 2026! 

Saturday, December 27, 2025

Black Caesars and Foxy Cleopatras: A History of Blaxploitation Cinema by Odie Henderson



From Harlem to Hollywood, and vice versa
Black Caesars and Foxy Cleopatras: A History of Blaxploitation Cinema was published in 2024. The author is Odie Henderson, film critic for the Boston Globe, who I think is probably right around my age. While I, however, grew up watching Burt Reynolds and Clint Eastwood movies in a small town in Wisconsin, Henderson grew up watching Pam Grier and Fred Williamson movies in Jersey City and Times Square. Henderson brings to this history a nostalgic enthusiasm for the genre but also an extensive knowledge of the film industry. For each movie he discusses, Henderson provides a wealth of behind-the-scenes stories about the making of the picture and the careers of those involved in its production.

In the first chapter, Henderson provides an overview of Black American cinema, pre-Blaxploitation. The bulk of the book then covers the years 1970 to 1978. Henderson considers Cotton Comes to Harlem to be the birth of the Blaxploitation genre (when Hollywood realized they could make money off of Black films) and The Wiz to be the nail in its coffin. In between, he highlights every major Blaxploitation film, as well as some lesser-known obscurities. Along the way, a number of subgenres are examined, such as horror films, westerns, rom-coms, high school dramas, women in prison, and of course, gangster/crime movies, like those starring the aforementioned Grier and Williamson.

I’ve seen at least half of the films discussed here, and after reading this book, I’d like to see the rest. Henderson provides plot summaries of all the movies he covers in the book. His synopses include spoilers, and they do often give away the endings of the films. By the time you get to the end of this information-rich genre survey, however, it’s unlikely you’re going to remember the difference between the conclusions of Uptown Saturday Night versus Let’s Do It Again or Hammer versus Bucktown. There is so much film criticism, film history, and film trivia crammed into this book. Throughout, Henderson’s prose is a joy to read, delivering a wealth of information in an addictively fun narrative, with just enough period slang to keep things cool while maintaining film-critic dignity and avoiding overly ostentatious cleverness. He intersperses the film-talk with a few stories of his youth, how he grew up watching these movies, but this is definitely not a memoir. It’s closer to an encyclopedia of the genre, although arranged chronologically. Henderson also includes a few brief interviews with a movie producer and a couple of fellow film critics.

My interest in Blaxploitation films springs mainly from their soundtracks, an important aspect of any film in this genre. Artists like Isaac Hayes (Shaft), Curtis Mayfield (Super Fly), Marvin Gaye (Trouble Man), James Brown (Black Caesar), Willie Hutch (The Mack), Bobby Womack and J. J. Johnson (Across 110th Street), Roy Ayers (Coffy), the Staples Singers (Let’s Do It Again), and The Impressions (Three the Hard Way) created some of the best soul music of the ‘70s in their scores and soundtracks. Although this is primarily a film book, Henderson does cover the music that accompanies the films he discusses. Perhaps as much as fifteen percent of the text might be concerned with music. There’s an entire chapter on Black concert films, and a sidebar on “The Top Ten Best Blaxploitation Songs.”

As a fan of 1970s cinema, I really enjoyed Black Caesars and Foxy Cleopatras. The only way to make this book better would be to make it bigger by adding more lesser-known films. Henderson has certainly got the biggest and best movies of the era well-covered. Inspired by this fun and fascinating study of the genre, I’ll be hunting down many of these movies on streaming services and YouTube.