Steve Martin

The antics that proliferate this first-person reminiscence by author and lifelong friend Morris Walker speak for themselves. The adept Barrett Whitener at first sounds a bit erudite for the book's inevitable craziness, but he soon settles in, even adopting the childhood "language" used by the chums and delivering the signature "ex-cuuuse me" with just enough emphasis. Irony and lilt in prudent doses are required for this book full of nostalgia and preposterous youthful frolicking. Whitener finds it, with a clear, distinct voice that produces an effortless listen. M.L.L. (c) AudioFile 2000, Portland, Maine

March 1, 2000
Martin, famous comic of films and TV, had no limitations after his career took off in the late 1970s. This applies as well to most of his youthful years, as related by Walker, who was Martin's best friend from the age of 13. These class clowns were notorious for pratfalls, water balloons, and pranks. Some of this is not funny to hear about, but it documents Martin's apprenticeship in his craft. A few youthful escapades are hilarious, like hanging a bogus painting spattered with bird droppings in an art museum. Walker also had a short career as the comedian's sideman in magic shows. Observed as a star, Martin is a warm, generous friend, rather bland, with no problems of drugs, alcohol, finances, or sex (only one marriage, no children, and an unexplained divorce). Narrator Barrett Whitener has an odd habit of occasional but annoying short pauses, not allowing all the sentences to flow to the end. Recommended mainly for Martin's fans and budding comics.--Gordon Blackwell, Eastchester, NY

Copyright 2000 Library Journal, LLC Used with permission.