Reviews for It's a man's world

The average rating for It's a man's world based on 2 reviews is 3 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2013-11-19 00:00:00 Mark Parkyn It definitely would have benefited from coverage of more publishers, foreign versions, and more demographic information. I wanted to know more about the average guy who bought this magazine, where did he live, what did he do for a living, things like that... and for a magazine genre that survived for a good 20 years, they definitely must have had access to that kind of information somewhere. I also do not understand the book editor's explanation for why they ignored the best selling magazine of this genre titled True. they ignored it because it was popular and not as racy. Well, I've read more than a few old copies of true and it could be edgy at times. There was virtually no coverage of comic sections to speak of (no Bill Ward, no DeCarlo, no Vip...blasphemy). Interior art (which would often be better than the exterior art because it didn't have to rely on the garish colors) was an afterthought. What you are left with is a book of covers and only a few dozen of them are great.

Review # 2 was written on 2011-07-05 00:00:00 Potvin Patrick When I was a toddler, I was babysat by a middle-aged neighbor couple, and the husband had a collection of old magazines with covers that, as I later remembered them, featured bikini-clad Nazi chicks exchanging gunfire with other bikini-clad Nazi chicks from the decks of speeding boats. Was I dreaming? As an adult, on the rare occasions that I mentioned those magazines to people my age, no one shared my recollection of them. Then I came across this book, which, at long last, assured me that such magazines once existed. I've now owned the book for a number of years, but I never read the opening essays and interviews until recently, arrested as I was by the pages upon pages of cover-art reproductions, which routinely display bikini-clad chicks and, here and there, Nazis and boats, not to mention exploding planes and gunfire exchanges, as well as monstrous animals, from sharks to bears to snakes to ants (!) to weasels (!!) to otters (!!!), to say nothing of the lashings and impalings and beheadings and almost every type of torture/execution scenario that could be painted and sold in postwar American dimestores without fear of litigation. What's changed since then? Only, I think, that we live in a more self-censoring culture no less sadistic and paranoiac; it's just not expressed so blatantly, though future generations will instantly recognize and sneer at our depravities while remaining blind to their own.